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``You mean that you can't support me?''
``And your brother Frank--'' Mrs. Presbury's
eyes flashed and her rather stout cheeks quivered. ``I
never thought I'd tell anybody, but I'll tell you. I
never liked your brother Frank, and he never liked me.
That sounds dreadful, doesn't it?''
``No, mother dear,'' said Mildred gently. ``I've
learned that life isn't at all as--as everybody pretends.''
``Indeed it isn't,'' said her mother. ``Mothers always
have favorites among their children, and very often a
mother dislikes one of her children. Of course she
hides her feeling and does her duty. But all the same
she can't help the feeling that is down in her heart. I
had a presentiment before he was born that I wouldn't
like him, and sure enough, I didn't. And he didn't like
me, or his father, or any of us.''
``It would never occur to me to turn to him,'' said
Mildred.
``Then you see that you've got to go back to the
general. You can't get a divorce and alimony, for it
was you that left him--and for no cause.


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