He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. "Oh! never mind him: he'll take no harm! Come with me into the parlour. She veiled her emotion by taking off his overcoat. ‘I have not asked for this trouble from anyone.
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