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The exchange was almost invariable, and Scotty, in his bed, could hear every word of it.
He never smiled.
It required an energy he no longer possessed to be satirical about his father.
His father would come upstairs and stand self-consciously at the foot of the bed and look at his son.
After a pause, during which he studied Scotty's face as if Scotty were not there and could not study him too, Mr. McKinley would ask the same questions he had asked downstairs.

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