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my dear

children.

i kiss

you，

mygirl，

you too，

my

son-in-law，

and the

little one

on both

cheeks. i

am，

withbest

compliments，

your

loving

father.

“theodore

rouault.”

she held

the coarse

paper in

her

fingers

forsome

minutes.

the

spelling

mistakes

were

interwoven

one with

the other，

andemma

followed

the kindly

thought

that

cackled

right

through it

like a hen

halfhidden

in the

hedge of

thorns.

the

writing

had been