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    <title>Lingard031</title>
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    <collections>Chapter 4</collections>
    <contributor>Lingard Estate</contributor>
    <coverage>1972</coverage>
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    <date>Thursday, March 10, 2016</date>
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questions that she would not answer. There was no one better than
Sadie Jackson at telling people to mind their own business.

Sadie laughed.

&quot;What is it?&quot; asked Kevin.

&quot;ThoseThem&quot; two. They&#039;ve got something to talk about all the rest of the
way home.&quot;

&quot;People have little to talk about,&quot; he said with disgust, &quot;Come
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Sadie discovered she was hungry after the fresh air up on the hill-
side. They ate quickly and then relaxed to drink their coffee. She
asked him about the others inrest of his family.

&quot;How many brothers and sisters do you have now?&quot; she said. &quot;I
don&#039;t remember.&quot;

&quot;There&#039;s eight of us altogether. One more than when I last saw
you. AdnAnd there&#039;ll be another next month.&quot;

&quot;Nine!,&quot; she said in horror, &quot;What a life for your motheri&quot;

&quot;She&#039;s happy enough,&quot; he said shortly.

&quot;Oh Kevin, don&#039;t be daft, What woman wants to wear herself out
bringing up a load of kids like tnat?&quot;

His face closed . He shrugged. He did not want to pupursue it
further but she would not let it lie. She knew she was bad that way:
often when it would be better to let something slide she went on
determinedly.
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