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Junior's consciousness of himself as an individual seems to have begun upon the day when the major's wife came out of his mother's room, and, finding him sitting lonesomely upon the stairs, sat down beside him and gathered him into a tight embrace.
"Kindy," said he, kindly but insistently pressing a fat forefinger against her cheek, "you're k'yin'. What you k'yin' 'bout, Kindy?"