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"My friend," he began, proudly; but the butler interrupted him, saying: "No tombstones, either; there's a family graveyard and the monument's built." "The graveyard won't be needed if you will permit me to speak," said the glass-blower. "No doctors, sir; they've given up my young lady, and she's given up the doctors," continued the butler, calmly. "I'm no doctor," returned the glass-blower.

"Did you see a person in Quaker dress standing by the monument an instant past?" "I saw nobody but yourself," said Duff heartily. "I have been looking at you some moments." "As truly as I live, a man in Quaker dress spoke to me at the monument's side." "What did he say?" "He said three times, deliberately, 'Thee is called to preach!" "That's queer," said Duff, looking curiously at Andrew.

"The Bunker Hill monument's a public affair," retorted Ditmar, "anybody can go there who has enough curiosity and interest. But I don't see how you can expect me to follow these people home and make them clean up their garbage and wash their babies. I shouldn't want anybody to interfere with my private affairs." "But when you get to a point where private affairs become a public menace?"

He let his eyes follow the Washington Monument's gray line starward; and he stopped to enjoy the high-poised equestrian statue of Sherman, to which the starry dusk gave something of legendary and Old World charm. Coming out upon Pennsylvania Avenue he strolled past the White House, and, at the wide-flung gates, paused while a carriage swept by him at the driveway.

"The Bunker Hill monument's a public affair," retorted Ditmar, "anybody can go there who has enough curiosity and interest. But I don't see how you can expect me to follow these people home and make them clean up their garbage and wash their babies. I shouldn't want anybody to interfere with my private affairs." "But when you get to a point where private affairs become a public menace?"

"The Bunker Hill monument's a public affair," retorted Ditmar, "anybody can go there who has enough curiosity and interest. But I don't see how you can expect me to follow these people home and make them clean up their garbage and wash their babies. I shouldn't want anybody to interfere with my private affairs." "But when you get to a point where private affairs become a public menace?"

At the church gate he spoke again. "Its awfully good of you, Maggie ... I ... I'm rather upset still, you know; that's all." He hurried, a little in front of her, over the frosty grass beyond the church; and she saw him looking at the grave very earnestly as she came up. He said nothing for a moment. "I'm afraid the monument's rather ... rather awful.... Do you like the flowers, Laurie?"