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"Oh, no doubt If Morley knows it everybody knows it You ht just as

well confide in the town-crier" He sat down and pressed his hands to his

forehead

"This," he said bitterly, "accounts for everything"

Stanistreet stared at him in hopeless bewilderoing to kick you out of the house I only ask you, so

long as you are in it, to mind your own business"

"I can't I haven't any business" No one could be uileless Louis Tyson darted another glance at hi hi there

with his hands in his pockets, he re politeness, "I

don't say much, Stanistreet, but I think a damned deal"

"My dear Orlando Furioso, surely a harmless jest--"

"So you think it funny, do you, to tell these people that my father was

a tailor? It wouldn't be funny if it was false; but as it happens to be

true, it's simply stupid"

"I never said your father was a tailor"

"Don't trouble yourself to lie about it He was a tailor The

minuteness of his business only added to the enormity of his crime He

was born in an attic on a pile of old breeches He was a damned

dissenter--called hi