" "Twenty pounds," rejoined Mrs. 133 “TRY ME!” He yelled, his voice booming into the cacophony beyond the walls. “Come upstairs,” she said, “and I will show you your room. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. She got into rows through meddling with their shoes and tennis-rackets, and had moments of carefully concealed admiration when she was privileged to see them just before her bedtime, rather radiantly dressed in white or pink or amber and prepared to go out with her mother.
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