Friday, August 22, 2008

Thomas Kinkade Paris City of Lights painting

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How can you help them except to find out what it is they need and then give it to them, if you have it? But it always seems to do damage somehow, whenIdo it!"
"Nowpfui on that," Max consoled her, and I too declared it unthinkable that so generous a heart could do other than good.
"Well, take that time in Uncle Ira's study. . ." She was clearly encouraged by our words, though her expression remained doubting. "He said in a way he thought of me as his daughter and in a way he didn't, and I naturally supposed he meant because he was really my great-uncle instead of my father. So when he started explaining what it was the boys wanted, there was no reason to think he wasn't just trying to help me. Istill think he was; Iknow he was, even later on! He'd been working on some accounts that night, as usual, and there were double-entry ledger-sheets spread on his desk; when he drew some pictures on them for me, to show me what he was talking about, I was a little upset, but he had to

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