“Don’t you remember either of your parents?” He answered reluctantly: “I remember my mother. She left me in an orphanage in Ohio when I was four. She promised to come back for me, but she never did come back. I spent nearly twelve years in that institution, waiting for her to come back.” His face was dark with emotion. “Then I realized she must be dead. I ran away.” “Where was it?” I said. “What town?” “Crystal Springs, a little place near Cleveland.” “And you say you ran away from there?” “Yes, when I was sixteen. I went to Ann Arbor, Michigan, to get an education. A man named Lindsay took me
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