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It hen he was eighteen that once the old randson

read The Te to Sarandfather swore at him with a fury that

really attracted his attention But that night the joy of the dra youth awoke to

the passion of art As Benjaled with his custoed to share his pleasure with somebody; once he mentioned to Dr

Lavendar that "that cub, Sa to hi seriously in hand, and his artless pride

concealed itself in a severity that knew no bounds of words When Sarandfather

swore at hierly and demanded every detail of what he called the

"fool plot of the thing"

"What does that female at the Stuffed Ani a drama?" he asked contemptuously

"She says I may read it to her"

"Knows as much about dramatic poetry as you do I suppose? When you

finish the first act bring it tobetrayed hi criticise to talk of his poean to call at the Stuffed Animal House she had been

coldly i can be so

obtuse as a boy; it never occurs to him that he is not wanted Sam

continued to call and to tell her of his play and to look at her with

beautiful, tragic eyes, that by and by openly adored Inevitably the

coldness to which he was so calmly impervious wore off; a boy's