” “Bring her—here,” Hill muttered. Loneliness. His wife met him at the door, and into her hands he delivered his little charge. “Lucy, have you noticed that I don’t even own a dog?” He spoke into her hair. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. They did not speak until he had driven past town limits and were on the highway. Had he been trying to get her attention before that day, or did he simply want his silly pencil returned? \"I'm John.
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