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I mind how he used to eat pie when he was little and you brought him to see us . Not that I grudged him the pie , but I remember how he always took two pieces if he got it . And pie ai n't good for him , neither , between meals . '' `` I guess it wo n't hurt him , '' said Mrs. Reist ; `` the boy 's growin ' and he has just a lunch at noon , so he gets hungry till he walks in from the trolley . Boys like pie . His father was a great hand for pie . '' `` Well , '' said the aunt decisively , `` I would never spoiled children if I had any .