I often wonder why the young always take us ancients for nambypamby creatures. ’ The smile vanished. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. “I’d never have a day of peace again, John. . "Given a chance, I can make bread and butter. "If you are human," rejoined Trenchard, with stern emphasis, "I insist upon knowing whence you derived your information?" "I might refuse to answer the question, Sir Rowland. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck.
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