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Young Paul Gaspard was eager to be gone for a run up the mountain at the back of the bungalow. Had he known how very nearly the eager light in his grey eyes and the eager emotion quivering in his angel-like face-for so his foolish mother saw it-was to breaking down the resolution that was hardening his mother's voice, he would have turned the full batteries of eyes and face upon her and won.
"No, dear, duty first; pleasure afterwards. Remember Nelson, you know."