" The spinsters stared at her blankly. Wood turned over to obtain a more comfortable position. They had been playing tennis, with his manifest intention looming over her. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness. Just. " "That's the way it goes.
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