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the days seemed short, perhaps because his routine was, each day, almost the same.
He rose late and went down in his bathrobe and slippers to have breakfast either alone or with Rachel.
Virginia treated him with attention and tried to tempt his appetite with special food: biscuits, cookies, candies -- the result of devoted hours in the tiled kitchen.
She would hover over him and, looking like her brother, anxiously watch the progress of Scotty's fork or spoon.
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