‘To take a baby all the way to France without a wet-nurse. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. "How?" cried her brother, starting. The world had not passed by but had gone around it in a tremendous half-circle. The bolder members in the House left their places to go lobbyward, grinning. She was dressed in one of those complicated dresses that are all lace and work and confused patternings of black and purple and cream about the body, and she was in many ways a younger feminine version of the same theme as himself.
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