’ ‘That depends, that does,’ said Trodger guardedly. She bussed his cheek with her small lips as he stood by the open door, and exited alone towards the sleeping house. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. After a certain amount of manœuvring, however, he was induced to crawl around, and in a few minutes came to stop again before a tall brightly-painted house, which seemed like an oasis of colour and assertive prosperity in a long dingy row.
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