’ He became aware of his friend’s face before him. He's had a hard knock somewhere; and until he is strong enough to walk, we must keep his interest away from that thought. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle. She felt terribly modern, even sporty as the magazines declared you should be. He rose, steadied himself, then walked out of the dining room. If only this child were his: what good times they would have together! The thought passed on, but it left a little ache in his heart. CHAPTER XXVI. When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. Charcoal. It depresses one, you know. \"I'm going to his baseball game, he's pitching for Lincoln, and then I believe he is taking me to dinner.
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