“Yes. Now you can understand why every minute is a torture to me. “I am afraid,” she answered, “that one’s friends can judge only of the externals, and the things which matter, the things inside are realized only by oneself— stop. Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. "No friend like the mother, for the babby knows no other.
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