He could scarcely blame her. When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. I’m a man, and I know what I mean. "Ruth?" Silence for a moment. "How old are you?" demanded Miss Prudence.
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