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“Well, well, what's all this?” he’ll inquire gruffli’ 4 \ (as if he didn’t know) when Sis and Brother, shining; clean and behaving most uncharacteristically, like little angels, present him with a double‘ , armload of boxes from HOLMANLS. But watch his blissful expression ne wriggles his toes into the slippers from Sis; note the sparkle in his eyes when he dons Brother's bright plaid shirt-and get that special ' look he flashes to you, Mother, when he detects your artistic touch in the shirts and ties. “This is heaven,” he’ll sigh. as he lights his pipe and picks up the Sunday paper. And rynaybe he's right -- certainly

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