It was you! It was exactly you, but it was probably the photo they thought it was your mother! I dug it up after combing the Reader’s Guide To Periodical Literature for like, six hours straight. “No, you didn’t. The applause was uproarious at the end of the concert. Far away there was the one woman for this boy of mine—some human being who would understand the dear fool better than all the rest of the world. Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. But he was not a father one could make much of. They were childless and servantless, and they had reduced simple living to the finest of fine arts.
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