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M
.
She
can
’
t
walk
?
C
.
About
the
house
.
We
had
to
take
her
out
in
a
chair
.
M
.
Perhaps
I
’
ve
seen
her
.
C
.
You
haven
’
t
missed
much
.
M
.
Aren
’
t
you
sorry
for
her
?
C
.
It
’
s
like
you
have
to
be
sorry
for
her
all
the
time
.
It
’
s
Aunt
Annie
’
s
fault
.
M
.
Go
on
.
C
.
She
like
makes
everything
round
her
deformed
too
.
I
can
’
t
explain
.
Like
nobody
else
had
any
right
to
be
normal
.
I
mean
she
doesn
’
t
complain
outright
.
It
’
s
just
looks
she
gives
,
and
you
have
to
be
dead
careful
.
Suppose
,
well
,
I
say
not
thinking
one
evening
,
I
nearly
missed
the
bus
this
morning
,
I
had
to
run
like
billy
-
o
,
sure
as
fate
Aunt
Annie
would
say
,
think
yourself
lucky
you
can
run
.
Mabel
wouldn
’
t
say
anything
.
She
’
d
just
look
.
M
.
How
vile
!
C
.
You
had
to
think
very
careful
about
what
you
said
.
