The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. ‘I have Joan to tell me how much I look like Mary. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. I wrote three letters yesterday and tore them up. She wanted to come, and I wouldn't let her.
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