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[Embarrassedly]

I guess so.

[Thinking keenly]

That’s why Darrell hates me being called Gordon he knows Mother loved Gordon better’n she does him  now I know how to get back at him  I’ll be just like Gordon was and Mother’ll love me better’n him!

And then that Gordon was killed, wasn’t he? Am I anything like him?

I hope you are. If when you go to college you can play football or row like Gordon did, I’ll—I’ll give you anything you ask for! I mean that!

[Dreamily]

Tell me about him again, will you, Dad—about the time he was stroking the crew and the fellow who was Number Seven began to crack, and he couldn’t see him but he felt him cracking somehow, and he began talking back to him all the time and sort of gave him his strength so that when the race was over and they’d won Gordon fainted and the other fellow didn’t.

[With a fond laugh]

Why, you know it all by heart! What’s the use of my telling you?

[''Comes in from the rear while they are talking. She comes forward slowly'']