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Hurst, Fannie, 1889-1968

"The Vertical City"

Twice more.
That's what he's been. Twice of everything to make up for--for only
being half of my twins."
"Then what the devil is--"
"I don't envy Gussie her Leo and his steady ways. Didn't you say
yourself for a boy like ours you got to pay with a little uneasiness?"
"Not when that little uneasiness is enough to make his mother sick."
"Sick! If I felt any better I'd be ashamed of having so much health! If
you get mad with him and try to ask him where he stays every night is
all that can cause me worry. It's natural a handsome boy like ours
should sow what they call his wild oat. With such a matzos face like
poor Leo, from where he broke his nose, I guess it ain't so easy for him
to have his wild oat. Promise me, Mosher, you won't ask one question or
get mad at him. His mother knows how to handle her boy so he don't even
know he's handled."
"I'll handle him--"
"See now, just look at yourself once in the glass with your eyes full of
red. That's why I can't tell you nothing.


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