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●   ●   ●    was lemonade for me (as I recall, this was the only time she had ever asked this question), and when she was told that there was not, she refused to drink her portion and asked to have it taken away. Sometimes when she returned from her drive or when she came out to enter her carriage, she would come around to the horses and pat them on the head and speak a word or two to them.