’ Kimble’s eyes widened. He too looked at the girl, slackened his pace and looked at her again through his eye-glasses, looked over his shoulder after he had passed, and finally came to a dead stop. These amazing infants! Suddenly he came upon the true solution: that the boy hadn't meant to steal whatever it was he had stolen. The sing-song girl, seeing Ruth, extended her hands and began to chatter rapidly. I don’t see how they can be. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. She stared. Tom swore he hadn't set eyes on him since the trial. John’s father piped up, bored with the conversation, and asked, “Where do you get your blue eyes, Lucy? What nationality are you?” “I’m mostly Italian, but I get my blue eyes from my mother, who was Gypsy.
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