`` That 's the same place Mrs. Blythe came from , '' exclaimed Faith . `` I was two years in the asylum . I was put there when I was six . My ma had hung herself and my pa had cut his throat . '' `` Holy cats ! Why ? '' said Jerry . `` Booze , '' said Mary laconically . `` And you 've no relations ? '' `` Not a darn one that I know of . Must have had some once , though . I was called after half a dozen of them . My full name is Mary Martha Lucilla Moore Ball Vance . Can you beat that ? My grandfather was a rich man . I 'll bet he was richer than YOUR grandfather . But pa drunk it all up and ma , she did her part . THEY used to beat me , too . Laws , I 've been licked so much I kind of like it . '' Mary tossed her head .
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