Mrs. "What poet was that?" "Stevenson. ‘Many things he taught me. ” She shook her head. I was the black sheep, I was hurried out of the way. ’ The lady looked unexpectedly smug. We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream. Her old nurse’s hands returned the pressure. She attended to that, and then dismissed it as unimportant. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even before he was able to form words.
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