This gloom was impossible. “Ding-dong-Diedermayer is here, Lucy. ” They were in the elder Widgett girl’s bedroom; Hetty was laid up, she said, with a sprained ankle, and a miscellaneous party was gossiping away her tedium. Their laughter, together with the agonized yowling of the dog, drew a circle of wondering natives; and at length McClintock himself came over to see what the racket was about. It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. Perhaps that is why I lost my ambition. My mother died the day I was born; that’s what they tell me.
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