She longed to enjoy human food as he did. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. She played “Happy Birthday” for John, after which they plied her with a dozen requests. "Where is it?" "Are you the mother of this child?" inquired the person who had first spoken, addressing Mrs. Here was an appalling fact: all her previous loneliness had been trifling beside that which now encompassed her and would for years to come. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. “I do love you. I could never make you understand. For it was not a good thing to like one man too much when one was going to marry another. Just me and another girl named Krista who turned eighteen and left right about when I got there. 1.
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