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"My husband brags to me about his indiscretioncies."
"_Na, na_, Mamma, right away when I open my mouth you make out a
case against me. I only say it to show you how a mother maybe don't
understand as well as a father how natural a few wild oats can be."
"L-Leo didn't have 'em."
"Leo ain't a genius. He's just a good boy."
"I--I worry so!"
"Sara, I ask you, wouldn't I worry, too, if there was a reason? God
forbid if his nonsense should lead to really something serious, then
it's time to worry."
Sara Turkletaub dried her eyes, but it was as if the shadow of
crucifixion had moved forward in them.
"If just once, Mosher, Nicky would make it easy for me, like Leo did for
Gussie. When Leo's time comes he marries a fine girl like Irma Berkowitz
from a fine family, and has fine children, without Gussie has to cry her
eyes out first maybe he's in company that--that--"
"I don't say, Sara, we didn't have our hard times with your boy. But we
got results enough that we shouldn't complain.
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