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Placing her hand upon her dogs head giving him a scratch "this is here is Boudreaux" She points to a little child playing in the water "That is my daughter Crickett" . Turning to the man standing there "Names December." She begins to look about the place "I feel vewy cold still" sipping her mint tea. "Well have a seat" she points towards the log close to the fire. "Crickett come here next to the fire child chu'll surely catch ill." Looking into the tea at hand.