Part Two-7
ruly good man. e man of intellect and true knoo remain. ed and seemed to expect some final word.
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t feeling came in ttom of the case.
A jumbled pile of letters. Notes from tion for t of Colored People. A yelloter from Daisy. A note from on asking for a dollar and a half.
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time ed. t hour gone.
Portia peeled potatoes at tcable. She was slumped over and her face was dolorous.
hold up your shoulders, he said angrily. And cease moping.
You mope and drool around until I cannot bear to look on you.’
I t illie, ster is only t no business to worry me like
t t kind of a boy. And I got this queer feeling.’
ience, Daughter.’
I reckon I o.’
t make, but I will be back sly.’
O.K.’
All will be well, he said.
Most of , cool noonday sun. tients lay scattered in is. Potts