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"
Yes
,
he
is
my
legal
ward
and
I
am
responsible
for
him
.
He
's
in
school
in
New
Orleans
.
I
go
there
frequently
to
see
him
.
"
"
And
take
him
presents
?
"
So
,
she
thought
,
that
's
how
he
always
knows
what
kind
of
presents
Wade
likes
!
"
Yes
,
"
he
said
shortly
,
unwillingly
.
"
Well
,
I
never
!
Is
he
handsome
?
"
"
Too
handsome
for
his
own
good
.
"
"
Is
he
a
nice
little
boy
?
"
"
No
.
He
's
a
perfect
hellion
.
I
wish
he
had
never
been
born
.
Boys
are
troublesome
creatures
.
Is
there
anything
else
you
'd
like
to
know
?
"
He
looked
suddenly
angry
and
his
brow
was
dark
,
as
though
he
already
regretted
speaking
of
the
matter
at
all
.
"
Well
,
not
if
you
do
n't
want
to
tell
me
any
more
,
"
she
said
loftily
,
though
she
was
burning
for
further
information
.
"
But
I
just
ca
n't
see
you
in
the
role
of
a
guardian
,
"
and
she
laughed
,
hoping
to
disconcert
him
.
"
No
,
I
do
n't
suppose
you
can
.
Your
vision
is
pretty
limited
.
"
