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stupidly, but without intent, "will be here to-morrow for the child. She is coming from Minnesota."
"I am the child's grandmother, too. I want her. Let me have her—oh, let me have her, at least while my boy's in jail."
"I've sent for the mother's mother," Calvin said, stubbornly, and the woman turned away, abandoning her appeal so suddenly that he watched her with surprise. Then he realized that, being what she was, she had expected only to be denied, that she was in perfect control of herself and she would not trouble him again.
