On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. His eyes closed. Lucy entered and Mike followed. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. Her father held some printed document in his hand, and appeared not to observe her entry.
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