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said.
The voices stopped. Grandpapa turned around in his chair. He
was thin and bent and very wrinkled. He was wearing the
same greenish-black suit that he had worn thirty years before
at his daughter's wedding. Across his vest there was a
tarnished brass watch chain. Karl Marx and Hamilton looked
at each other, then down at the floor [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and finally at their
father.
'Benedict Mady------' said the old man. 'Been a long
time. A real long time.'

'Ain't it [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], though!' Portia said. 'This here the first reunion us is
all had in many a year. Highboy, you get a chair from the
kitchen. Father, here Buddy and Hamilton.' Doctor Copeland
shook hands with his sons. They were both tall and strong and
awkward. Against their blue shirts and overalls their skin had
the same rich brown color as did Portia's. They did not look
him in the eye, and in their faces there was neither love nor
hate.
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It sure is a pity everybody couldn't come—Aunt Sara and Jim
and all the rest,' said Highboy. 'But this here is a real pleasure
to us.'
'Wagon too full [link widoczny dla zalogowanych],' said one of the children. 'Us had to walk a
long piece 'cause the wagon too full anyways.'
Grandpapa scratched Ms ear with a matchstick. 'Somebody
got to stay home.'
Nervously Portia