You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. He carried her into his bedroom as she unfastened the tiny white buttons of his shirt. And now her father said she must not go. She had never felt so acutely the desire for free initiative, for a life unhampered by others. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. " "So do I!" she cried; "for then you would have been really my brother. The old lady clearly read his state of mind, for the apparently irrepressible dimple peeped out.
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