Always! I don’t believe there is any strong natural affection at all between parents and growing-up children. I don't know; I really don't know," she found herself repeating. And she was about as capable of intelligent argument as a runaway steam-roller. But threats and entreaties—even promises were ineffectual; and the unlucky captive, after exhausting his powers of persuasion, was compelled to give up the point. Opening a pair of large black eyes, the child fixed them for an instant upon Wood, and then, alarmed by the light, uttered a low and melancholy cry, which, however, was speedily stilled by the caresses of his mother, towards whom he extended his tiny arms, as if imploring protection. “Do you remember the mountains? Do you remember how we loved one another? How intensely we loved one another! Do you remember the light on things and the glory of things? I’m greedy, I’m greedy! I want children like the mountains and life like the sky. To-day he selected the girl, and gave her the lead-chair. Martin’s eyes seemed about to pop out of his head. ‘Eh bien, you are not like Leonardo.
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