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When Lady Talbot leaned over the side of the big bed to awaken Dickie Harding she wished with all her heart that she had just such a little boy of her own; and when Dickie awoke and looked in her kind eyes he felt quite sure that if he had had a mother she would have been like this lady.
"Only about the face," he told himself, "not the way she's got up; nor yet her hair nor nuffink of that sort."