Her aunt had summoned up an altogether too vivid picture of her father as the masterful man, overbearing, emphatic, sentimental, noisy, aimless. So, by way of gaining time, he resolved to question him further. "Where is it?" "Are you the mother of this child?" inquired the person who had first spoken, addressing Mrs. She was always breaking rules, whispering asides, intimating signals. Only promise me this. Funny codgers, aren't they?" he said. And from that they came back by way of the Kreutzer Sonata and Resurrection to Tolstoy again. My mother really wants to meet you. With the same inducements we should all do the same thing. Mother—dear mother!" he added, clasping her in his arms, "Look at me again.
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