Est little friend at school," said Clifford. "And what did you say?" "I
told her about Pickering. I say, Bertha, ... can I bring Pickering
here?" "Of course you can." "May I give him a regular sort of invitation
from you, then?" "Yes, rather. Tell him that I and Percy ask him to come
and live here from to-morrow morning for the rest of his natural life.
Or, if that doesn't seem cordial enough, we'll adopt him as our only
son." "Oh no! I think that's too much." "Is it? Well, ma
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