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” The men at the reporter’s table lifted their eyebrows, smiled faintly, and leaned back to watch how she took her scolding. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. Did you make all of these planes?” She asked. It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger. “Anna!” she repeated. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha.
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