“You see,” he said, “from my point of view you’re grown up— you’re as old as all the goddesses and the contemporary of any man alive. Jarvis did not leave a will. We already had a place to mislay blame. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. The next weekend arrived and she made her decision.
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