e s tend to coarsen the hair.’

    Lucile dipped ter and mas. And ss one.

    Young as Baby is, sion as I got.

    And ts saying plenty.’

    Biff polishe palm of his hand and shook his head.

    Every time Baby and I go to t even get o eat erward.’

    For goodness sake, Biff said.

    Sting along so fine  year I  o start ll be a o play some.

    eaco give he

    soiree. I feel like I got to puss started on ter itll be for both of us.’

    Motherogod!’

    You dont understand. A calent cant be treated like ordinary kids. ts one reason I  to get Baby out of t let art to talk vulgar like ts around hey do.’

    I kno.

    treet—the Crane boy------？

    You kno none of toBabys level.’

    Lucile set t le co put more color in ted able. For ttle e se socks and even small ain urned t way now.

    t for a cte  saying anyto cry. Its not like ers. e  see muc  your own blood kin, and whis happens------’

    Biff clucked soothingly.

    I kno all just roses  maybe t sort of makes it worse for you now.’

    Biff caugo ting epped into t le silk skirt  t. Sigtle hand.

    Unca Biff! atc.’

    Gently  Baby on  again. S slid sloedirections on t sed retcraig of her and one

    be a fancy angle, looking side th a sad expression.

    Scch me do a------’

    tle quieter, Lucile said. S do stle of  her eyes and face?’

    see test resemblance between Baby and Leroy ilson.’

    Lucile looked too t for  er all,  to admit