"No friend like the mother, for the babby knows no other. “You must not think of me as one. “I hate you because you are the Devil! Rot in Hell!” She was shocked at her own accusation, how she had savored the words. “When did you get home last night, Lucy?” Cathy interrogated through a yawn. No, none at all. Come and see him, Lucia. Her hair got loose, her hat came over one eye, and she had no arm free to replace it. Half French. The spinsters had purchased one grass-linen tablecloth; the girl and the young man had purchased nothing. “Let’s go home.
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