“Mr. Her aunt arrived about halfpast ten, in black and with an unusually thick spotted veil. His mother used to live i' this village, just down yonder; but when her son took to bad ways, she went distracted,—and now she's i' Bedlam, I've heerd. . And experience was slow in coming. When a mere child she fixed her affections upon a youth named Thames Darrell, whom her father brought up, and who perished, it is supposed, about nine years ago; and she has determined to remain faithful to his memory. He turned onto the long road leading to MacDowell Elementary School and pulled over in the empty lot overlooking the miniscule baseball diamond. “NOW!” said Ann Veronica. Leonardo had taught her pretty well everything she could have need to know, when they had talked long at his bedside. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. A man’s children nowadays are not his own.
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