On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. "Not so;" answered Wild. “Only it is much too late for you to be out alone. I won’t try. . ‘Oh my God,’ uttered Gerald in some dismay. “Alone, dear?” “Yes, aunt.
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