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As he looked into her stricken eyes, his own suddenly softened. "Why "he said, and paused; then struck the ground with his stick sharply. "There, there; I understand. You think I'll tell? Gad-a-mercy, madam, I am a gentleman. And my boy Sam doesn't interest you? Yes, yes; I see that now. Why, perhaps I've been a trifle harsh? I shall say nothing to Lavendar, or anybody else."

Seeing his relatives is a last resource. If they are so virtuous as to object to plays, I'll try something else. Object?" he repeated, "Gad-a-mercy! My discipline was successful!" He grinned wickedly. Dr. Lavendar made no reply. The interview had been a strain, and he got up a little feebly.

He laughed uproariously at his own wit. "Come now; don't be finikin and ladylike!" "I don't make visits," she explained, the color rising angrily in her cheeks. "Gad-a-mercy! Why not?" he interrupted. "Do you think you're too good for us here in Old Chester?" "Oh, Mr. Wright!" "Or perhaps Old Chester is too good for you?"

"Gad-a-mercy, what do you mean, getting here at six-five! I have my tea at six, sir; at six sharp. Either get here on time or stay away. I don't care which. Do you hear?" "Yes, sir," young Sam would murmur. "Where have you been? Mooning after that female at the Stuffed Animal House?" "I had to leave a message, sir, about the lease." "How long does it take to leave a message about a lease?"

I'll send him up Sunday evening if I can." "Gad-a-mercy, Lavendar," Benjamin Wright said whimpering, "you've got to come, too!" He looked at his old friend with scared eyes. "I won't go to the gate with you. Can't leave these birds. I'm a slave to 'em." But Dr. Lavendar saw that shaking legs were the real excuse; and he went away a little soberly in spite of his triumph.