she asked . `` You see '' -- plaintively -- `` I must ask questions about you . I know we like each other , and that is all that really matters . But there are some tiresome items which it would be convenient to know . For example , have you a father -- a mother ? Are there any more of you ? How long have you been yourself ? '' Paul did not reply immediately . He clasped his hands behind him and looked at her affectionately . `` I like the way you talk , '' he said . `` I never knew anybody did talk like that except folks in books and my rock people . '' `` Your rock people ? '' `` I 'm eleven years old . I have n't any father or mother , they 're dead . I live over there with Stephen Kane . Stephen is splendid . He plays the violin and takes me fishing in his boat . When I get bigger he 's going shares with me . I love him , and I love my rock people too . '' `` What do you mean by your rock people ? ''
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