My mother died the day I was born; that’s what they tell me. And afterward she saw a very much larger and more enthusiastic gathering, a meeting of the advanced section of the woman movement in Caxton Hall, where the same note of vast changes in progress sounded; and she went to a soiree of the Dress Reform Association and visited a Food Reform Exhibition, where imminent change was made even alarmingly visible. She could not make up her mind which was the finer, more elemental thing, which gave its values to the other. One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness. Then there was also the horse. . To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. Just what in the world was that about? Before he could hazard a guess, Lucy looked back at him. 97 “For what, kiddo?” Larry turned his head slightly to one side. ” “Oh, it wasn’t that. Don't suppose," she added, with a scornful glance at her helpmate, "that I would pay him the compliment of thinking he could possibly be the father of such a boy as you. Jackson!" "So he would," replied the latter: "so he would. 'Slife! you are wonderfully altered. She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall.
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