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Why can't these cats leave people alone?" "Oh, woman, woman!" I threw in helpfully. "Always interfering " "Rotten!" "And backbiting " "Awful!" "I shan't stand it." "I shouldn't!" "Look here! On the next page she calls me a gaby!" "It's time you took a strong line." "And in the very next sentence refers to me as a perfect guffin. What's a guffin, Garny, old boy?" I considered the point.
I said, a light shining on the darkness of my understanding. "You remember Aunt Elizabeth? The old girl who wrote that letter." "I know. She called you a gaby." "And a guffin." "Yes. I remember thinking her a shrewd and discriminating old lady, with a great gift for character delineation. So you went to touch her?" "That's it. We had to have more money. So I naturally thought of her.
She did not like Archibald. She said she liked big, manly men. Behind his back she not infrequently referred to him as a 'gaby'; sometimes even as that 'guffin'. She did not do this to Margaret, for Margaret, besides being blue-eyed, was also a shade quick-tempered. Whenever she discussed Archibald, it was with her son Stuyvesant.
They were highly amused at my having bought the thing, and when I told them what I had paid for it, they positively howled with derision. "'Why, you silly guffin, said one of them, a man named Halliwell, 'I could have had it ten days ago for half a sovereign, or probably five shillings. I wish now I had bought it; then I could have sold it to you.
With these noble people, who, though they could not be the masters of slaves, were undoubtedly a portion of God's nobility, she resided one year, and from them she derived the name of Van Wagener; he being her last master in the eye of the law, and a slave's surname is ever the same as his master; that is, if he is allowed to have any other name than Tom, Jack, or Guffin.
She mentioned the figure that would clear us; I patted the dog. Little beast! Got after me when I wasn't looking and chewed my ankle!" "Thank Heaven!" "In the end Millie got the money, and I got the home-truths." "Did she call you a gaby?" "Twice. And a guffin three times." "Your Aunt Elizabeth is beginning to fascinate me. She seems just the sort of woman I would like. Well, you got the money?"
My old friend, the Hon. W. I. Guffin, than whom there was no better man, was visiting the Department with me one day, and I took occasion to introduce him to Colonel Roosevelt, who was then Assistant Secretary. Guffin was astonished at Roosevelt's manners and his way of speaking, and I recall Guffin's remark when we left the office. I was very much amused at it.
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