`` Your father stole money , that 's what he did ! You know he did . I 'm pretty glad my father is n't a thief . Your father is . And when he gets out of prison , he 'll go on stealing again . My father says he will . Nobody 'll have anything to do with him , my father says . His own sister wo n't have anything to do with him . So there , Joey Churchill ! '' `` There will somebody have something to do with him ! '' cried Joey hotly . He slid off the bench and faced Jimmy proudly and confidently . The unseen watcher on the other side of the hedge saw his face grow white and intense and set-lipped , as if it had been the face of a man . The grey eyes were alight with a steady , fearless glow . '' I 'll have something to do with him . He is my father and I love him . I do n't care what he did , I love him just as well as if he was the best man in the world . I love him better than if he was as good as your father , because he needs it more . I 've always loved him ever since I found out about him . I 'd write to him and tell him so , if Aunt Beatrice would tell me where to send the letter .
Aunt Beatrice wo n't ever talk XXXXX him or let me talk about him , but I think about him all the time .
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