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"Oh, no Sam's Sam is twenty-three, and one of my patients says that

Mrs Richie will never see forty-five again Which leads me to

conclude that she's about thirty"

"Of course she doesn't encourage him?" Dr Lavendar said anxiously

"She lets him come to see her, and she took him out once in that

wicker-work vehicle she has--looks like a clothes-basket on wheels

And she provides the clothes to put into it I'm told they're

beautiful; but that no truly pious fe to decorate

poor flesh and blood with such finery I'ht you up? To pander to ue!" Dr Lavendar rose chuckling, and

stood in front of the fireplace, gathering the tails of his flowered

cashown under his arms "But Willy I hope Sam isn't

really smitten? You never can tell what that boy will do"

"Yes, he's a hair-trigger," the doctor agreed, "a hair-trigger! And

his father understands him about as well as--as Danny there

understands Hebrew! I think it's a case of Saain Dr Lavendar, do you suppose anybody will ever knohat those

two quarrelled about?"

"Probably not"

"I suppose," Williaenius?"