four children

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A man lies on his deathbed, surrounded by his family: a weeping wife and four children. Three of the children are tall, good looking and athletic; but, the fourth and youngest is an ugly runt.
"Darling wife," the husband whispers, "assure me that the youngest child really is mine. I want to know the truth before I die, I will forgive you if ..."
& w: ?! l; |  v7 ?1 i3 X5 aThe wife gently interrupts him. "Yes, my dearest, absolutely, no question, I swear on my mother's grave that you are his father."
0 E) V/ A3 z* h' D# [0 _5 eThe man then dies, happy. The wife mutters under her breath: "Thank God he didn't ask about the other three."

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