own Court

Henry in his arms. Coincidentally, tw

hns

s child come from? Is he

calmly, "I

ed i

vely child? The man also wanted

te. Why don't you come home with me?

lding a lollipop that nobody knew w

on Johnson's shoulder. "This man is a windbag. He isn'

closeness, so he like

hed his head with puzzlement. "Is that toda

erything has

ted the results t

work. I'll give you tw

ank you,

of time when they went abroad, they were extremely

enry's eyes, his father was so

d and touched

he adult and the kid on the sofa, wiping his

ing beyond all expect

hing did happen that eveni

been ready, Si

n's door. Deep low voices of pain came from the room. Mrs. Green s

ome reason, she felt that Johnson's temper was getting wei

at so many things

ty for the fate of

stairs from time to time. He wondered w

, isn't unc

ionately at the child in

, he will have dinner with you tomorrow. After you finis

d, "Is my uncle sick? What's wrong with him? Mommy sa

Henry shrewdly felt a strange emotion from Mrs

and said naively, "Mrs. Green, please tell me. If I knew the cause, I could persuade my uncle to ta

u

ge. Mrs. Green did not speculate

It seemed that Johnso

ell you s

. He leaned against the wall, holding his right leg in h