" "But she would understand you; whereas she will never understand her father. 6. "Well," she said, in reply, "I may have done Jack an injustice. Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise. He's a nice boy, a good student. Not daring, however, to listen to it, he ran on. Her eyes flashed. “I don’t see why I should take it secondhand. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. ” “I say,” she reflected, “you ARE rather the master, you know. It was Blueskin. ” John stopped by in his car to visit Lucy during the Beck’s Thanksgiving all-day dinner and football marathon. Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. Making up a similar story to that which he had told the old woman, he said he wanted to purchase a hammer and a file.
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