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Sae pallid face suddenly twitched; his dull eyes

blazed straight at Dr Lavendar; "Finding a publisher--for poetry! Dr

Lavendar, rather than havewhat you call

'poetry,' I'd let him board at Mrs Richie's!"

"Well," said Dr Lavendar, easily, "never mind about his poetry; your

father has an idea that life in a s; and I guess he's right to some extent Anyway

this project of a journey isn't a bad one Sam has never been further

fro in his life, than Mercer"

"My dear Dr Lavendar," said Sa will never have the chance to fall into temptation"

"My dear Sa

may never have the chance to overcome temptation--which would be

almost as serious I tell you, Sa is very unsafe!"

"My son is not to be trusted, sir"

"Sanation, "how can he beco trusted? You have no rown man in Old Chester for fear of te boy in his first pair of trousers! Why, Sam,