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29578	McKimmey, James	George Loves Gistla			.txt	text/plain	4915	535	95	But his father, eyes bright and alert, had said, "No, now if George "Listen, Gistla," he said, while she watched him with her soft-looking "My father," Gistla said seriously, "can do very wonderful things. Gistla glanced again at George and he said quickly, "It's pretty hard to "My God," George's sister said. "You shouldn't make things up," George's mother said. "Mother," George said, his face coloring. "I'm not talking to my mother in any tone at all," George said, "I forbid you to argue with your mother that way, George," said Mr. Kenington. "I mean, my God," said George's sister happily. Gistla's eyes were hurt and she was, George knew, confused. "No," George said, touching her hair again. "Hello, Father," George said. "So I see," said Mr. Kenington, his eyes narrow as he looked at Gistla. George could see the hatred in his father's eyes and in his mother's.	./cache/29578.txt	./txt/29578.txt