“Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. She could still remember his face, the perpetually wet lips that turned down at the sides, his drooping Roman eyes. Too close, he reasoned, for safety. Then, in a few years, he and Ruth might fare forth in comfort and security.
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