"My son! my dear, dear son!" returned Mrs. Well, come back in half an hour. The young lady with frizzled hair, whom Brendon had pointed out to her as Miss Ellicot, leaned forward from her hostess’s side. She patted John's head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit. ” “Well, perhaps it is a bit depressing. “This is not every day.
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