” He leaned back for his soup. Daughters were not like sons. Anna saw it, and for the first time found herself trembling. "He will live," answered Ruth. She had not made friends with any; so they still eyed her askance. Wood!" exclaimed Jack, in surprise. "You have lived over here?"—astonished. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. The streets were deserted as they drove past familiar sites.
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