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  \"Well,andhedon\'thaveasgoodcolorashewasgettin\'before。Andhe\'dbeguntofilloutsome,but——\"

  Sheridangaveforthanotherdrychuckle,and,goingroundthetabletoher,pattedherupontheshoulderwithhislefthand,hisrightbeingstillheavilybandaged,thoughhenolongerworeasling。\"That\'sthewayitiswithyou,mamma——gottotakeyourfrettin\'outonewayifyoudon\'tanother!\"

  \"No。Hedon\'tlookwell。Itain\'texactlythewayhelookedwhenhebeguntogetsickthattime,buthekindo\'seemstobelosin\',someway。\"

  \"Yes,hemay\'a\'lostsomething,\"saidSheridan。\"Iexpecthe\'slostawholeloto\'foolishnessbesideshisGod—forsakennotionsaboutwritin\'poetryand——\"

  \"No,\"hiswifepersisted。\"Imeanhelooksrightpeakid。Andyesterday,whenhewassettin\'withus,hekeptlookin\'outthewindow。Hewasn\'treadin\'。\"

  \"Well,whyshouldn\'thelookoutthewindow?\"

  \"Hewaslookin\'overthere。Heneverreadawordallafternoon,Idon\'tbelieve。\"

  \"Look,here!\"saidSheridan。\"Bibbsmight\'a\'keptgoin\'onovertheretherestofhislife,moonin\'onandon,butwhatheheardSibylsaydidonebigthing,anyway。Itwokehimupoutofhistrance。Well,hehadtogoandbustcleanoutwithabang;andthatstoppedhisgoin\'overthere,anditstoppedhispoetry,butIreckonhe\'sbeguntogetprettyfairpayforwhathelost。

  Iguessagoodmanyyoungmenhavehadtogetoverworrieslikehis;theygottoloseSOMETHINGifthey\'regoin\'tokeepaheado\'theprocessionnowadays——anditkindo\'lookstome,mamma,likeBibbsmightkeepquiteaconsiderablelongwayahead。Why,ayearfromnowI\'llbetyouhewon\'tknowthereeverWASsuchathingaspoetry!Andain\'thefunny?Hewantedtosticktotheshopso\'shecould\'think\'!Whathemeantwas,thinkaboutsomethinguseless。Well,Iguesshe\'skeepin\'hismingprettyoccupiedtheotherwaythesedays。Yes,sir,ittookaprettyfair—sizedshocktogethimoutofhistrance,butitcertainlydidthebusiness。\"Hepattedhiswife\'sshoulderagain,andthen,withoutanyprefatorysymptoms,brokeintoaboisterouslaugh。

  \"Honest,mamma,heworkslikeagorilla!\"

  AndsoBibbssatintheporchofthetemplewiththemoney—changers。ButnoOnecametoscourgehimforth,forthiswasthetempleofBigness,andthechangingofmoneywasholyworshipandtruereligion。Thepriestsworethat\"settish\"lookBibbs\'smotherhadseenbeginningtodevelopabouthismouthandeyes——awarylookwhichshecouldnotdefine,butitcomeswithserviceatthetemple;anditwasthemoremarkeduponBibbsforhissharpawakeningtothenecessitiesofthatservicce。

  Hedidaslittle\"useless\"thinkingaspossible,givinghimselfnotimeforit。Heworkedcontinuously,keepinghisthoughtsstillonhisworkwhenhecamehomeatnight;andhetalkedofnothingwhateverexcepthiswork。Buthedidnotsingatit。Hewasofteninthestreets,andpeoplewerenotallowedtosinginthestreets。Theymightmakeanymannerofhideousuproar——theycouldshakebuildings;theycouldout—thunderthethunder,deafenthedeaf,andkillthesickwithnoise;ortheycouldwalkthestreetsordrivethroughthembawling,squawking,orscreeching,astheychose,ifthenoisewastraceablyconnectedwithbusiness;thoughstreetmusicianswerenottolerated,beingconsideredanuisanceandaninterference。Amanorwomanwhowentsingingforpleasurethroughthestreets——likeacrazyNeopolitan——wouldhavebeenstopped,andbelikelockedup;forFreedomdoesnotmeanthatacitizenisallowedtodoeveryoutrageousthingthatcomesintohishead。Thestreetsweredangerousenough,inallconscience,withoutanysinging!andtheMotorFederationissuedpublicwarningsdeclaringthatthepedestrian\'slifewasinhisownhands,andgivingdirectionshowtoproceedwiththeleastperil。

  However,BibbsSheridanhadnodesiretosinginthestreets,oranywhere。Hehadgonetohisworkwithanenergythat,forthestart,atleast,wasbitter,andtherewasnosongleftinhim。

  Hebegantoknowhisactivefellow—citizens。Hereandthereamongthemhefoundaleisurely,kindsoul,arelicoftheoldperiodofneighborliness,\"pioneerstock,\"usually;andthereweremen——particularlyamongthemerchantsandmanufacturers——\"sohonesttheyleanedbackward\";reputationssometimesattestedbystoriesofheroicsacrificestohonor;norweretherelackingsomeinstancesofgenerosityevennobler。Hereandthere,too,werebook—men,intheirlittleleisure;and,amongtheGermans,music—men。Andthese,withtheothers,worshipedBignessandthegrowth,eachmanservingforhisownsakeandforwhathecouldgetoutofit,butallunitedintheirfaithinthebeneficenceandgloryoftheirgod。

  Toalmostallalikethatservicestoodasthemostimportantthinginlife,exceptonoccasionofsomesuchvital,briefinterregnumasthedangerousillnessofawifeorchild。Inthewayof\"relaxation\"someoftheserverstookgolf;sometookfishing;sometook\"shows\"——amixtureofinfantileandnegroidhumor,stockings,andtinmusic;sometookanoccasionaldebauch;sometooktrips;sometookcards;andsometooknothing。Thehighpriestswerevigilanttowatchthatno\"relaxation\"shouldaffecttheservice。Whenamanattendedtoanythingoutsidehisbusiness,eyeswereuponhim;hiscreditwasindanger——thatis,hislifewasindanger。Andtheoldpriestswereasardentastheyoungones;themillionwasaseagertobebiggerasthethousand;seventywasasbusyasseventeen。Theystovemightilyagainstoneanother,andtheoldpriestswerethemostwary,themostplausible,andthemostdangerous。Bibbslearnedhemustwalkcharilyamongthese——hemustwearathousandeyesandbewareofspidersindeed!

  Andoutsidethetempleitselfwerethepretenders,theswarmingthievesandsharpersandfleecers,theslyrascalsandtheopenrascals;butthesewerefeeblefolk,notdangerousonceheknewthem,andhehadagoodguidetopointthemouttohim。Theywereusefulsometimes,helearned,andmanyofthemservedasgo—betweensinmatterswherebusinessmusttouchpolitics。Helearnedalsohowbreweriesand\"traction\"companiesandbanksandotherinstitutionsfoughtoneanotherforthepoliticalcontrolofthecity。Thenewspapers,hediscovered,hadlosttheirancientpoliticalinfluence,especiallywiththeknowing,wholookeduponthemwithaskepticalhumor,believingthejournalseithertoberetainedpartisans,likelawyers,orelsestrivingtoforwardthepersonalambitionsoftheirowners。Thecontrolofthecitylaynotwiththem,butwasusuallyobtainedbygivingthehordesofnegroesgin—money,andbyotherlargesses。Therevenuesofthepeoplewerethendistributedasfairlyaspossibleamongagreatnumberofmenwhohadassistedthewinningside。Namesandtitlesofofficeswentwithmanyoftheprizes,andmostofthesetitle—holderswereexpectedtopresentabusyappearanceattimes;and,indeed,someamongthemdidworkhonestlyandfaithfully。

  Bibbshadbeenveryignorant。Allthesesimplethings,sowellknownandcustomary,astonishedhimatfirst,andonce——inabriefmomentofforgettingthathewasdonewithwriting——hethoughtthatifhehadknownthemandwrittenofthem,howlikeasatiretheplainestrelationofthemmusthaveseemed!Strangestofalltohimwasthevehementandsincerepatriotism。Oneverysideheheardit——itwasapermeation;thenewestschool—childcaughtit,thoughjustfromHungaryandlearningtostammerafewwordsofthelocallanguage。Everywherethepeopleshoutedofthepower,thesize,theriches,andthegrowthoftheircity。Notonlythat,theysaidthatthepeopleoftheircitywerethegreatest,the\"finest,\"thestrongest,theBiggestpeopleonearth。Theycitednoauthorities,andfelttheneedofnone,beingthemselvesthepeoplethuscelebrated。Andifthethingwasquestioned,orifitwashintedthattheremightbeonesmallvirtueinwhichtheywerenotperfectandsupreme,theywastednotimeexaminingthemselvestoseeifwhatthecriticsaidwastrue,butfelluponhimandhootedhimandcursedhim,fortheyweresensitive。SoBibbs,learningtheirwaysandwalkingwiththem,harkenedtothevoiceofthepeopleandservedBignesswiththem。Forthevoiceofthepeopleisthevoiceoftheirgod。

  SheridanhadmadetheroomnexttohisownintoanofficeforBibbs,andthedoorbetweenthetworoomsusuallystoodopen——thefatherhadestablishedthatintimacy。OnemorninginFebruary,whenBibbswasalone,Sheridancamein,somesheetsoftypewrittenmemorandainhishand。

  \"Bibbs,\"hesaid,\"Idon\'tliketobuttinveryoftenthisway,andwhenIdoIusuallywishIhadn\'t——butforHeaven\'ssakewhathaveyoubeenbuyingthatolebustedinter—tractionstockfor?\"

  Bibbsleanedbackfromhisdesk。\"Forelevenhundredandfifty—fivedollars。

  That\'sallitcost。\"

  \"Well,itain\'tworthelevenhundredandfifty—fivecents。Yououghttoknowthat。Idon\'tgetyouridea。Thatstuff\'sdeader\'nAdam\'scat!\"

  \"Itmightbeworthsomething——someday。\"

  \"How?\"

  \"Itmightn\'tbesodead——notifWewentintoit,\"saidBibbs,coolly。

  \"Oh!\"Sheridanconsideredthismusingly;thenhesaid,\"Who\'dyoubuyitfrom?\"

  \"Abroker——Fansmith。\"

  \"Well,hemust\'a\'gotitfromoneo\'thecrowdo\'poorninniesthatwassoakedwithit。Don\'tyouknowwhoownedit?\"

  \"Yes,Ido。\"

  \"Ain\'tsayin\',though?Thatit?What\'sthematter?\"

  \"ItbelongedtoMr。Vertrees,\"saidBibbs,shortly,applyinghimselftohisdesk。

  \"So!\"Sheridangazeddownathisson\'sthinface。\"Excuseme,\"hesaid。

  \"Yourbusiness。\"Andhewentbacktohisownroom。Butpresentlyhelookedinagain。

  \"Ireckonyouwon\'tmindlunchin\'aloneto—day\"——hewasshufflinghimselfintohisovercoat——\"becauseIjustthoughtI\'dgouptothehouseandgetTHISoverwithmamma。\"Heglancedapologeticallytowardhisrighthandasitemergedfromthesleeveoftheovercoat。Thebandageshadbeenremoved,finally,thatmorning,revealingbutthreefingers——theforefingerandthefingernexttoithadbeenamputated。\"She\'sboundtomakeanawfulfuss,anditbetterspoilherlunchthanherdinner。I\'llbebackabouttwo。\"

  ButhecalculatedthetimeofhisarrivalattheNewHousesoaccuratelythatMrs。Sheridan\'slunchwasnotdisturbed,andshewasrisingfromthelonelytablewhenhecameintothedining—room。Hehadlefthisovercoatinthehall,buthekepthishandsinhistrouserspockets。

  \"What\'sthematter,papa?\"sheasked,quickly。\"Hasanythinggonewrong?Youain\'tsick?\"

  \"Me!\"Helaughedloudly。\"MeSICK?\"

  \"Youhadlunch?\"

  \"Didn\'twantanyto—day。Youcangivemeacupo\'coffe,though。\"

  Sherang,andtoldGeorgetohavecoffeemade,andwhenhehadwithdrawnshesaidquerulously,\"Ijustknowthere\'ssomethingwrong。\"

  \"Nothin\'intheworld,\"heresponed,heartily,takingaseatattheheadofthetable。\"IthoughtI\'dtalkoveranotiono\'minewithyou,that\'sall。

  It\'smorewomen—folks\'businessthanwhatitisman\'s,anyhow。\"

  \"Whatabout?\"

  \"Why,oleDocGurneywasupattheofficethismorningawhile——\"

  \"Tolookatyourhand?How\'shesayit\'sdoin\'?\"

  \"Fine!Well,hewentinandsataroundwithBibbsawhile——\"

  Mrs。Sheridannoddedpessimistically。\"Iguessit\'stimeyouhadhim,too。I

  KNEWBibbs——\"

  \"Now,mamma,holdyourhorses!IwantedhimtolookBibbsoverBEFORE

  anything\'sthematter。Youdon\'tsupposeI\'mgoin\'totakeanychanceswithBIBBS,doyou?Well,afterwards,Ishutthedoor,andIan\'oleGurneyhadatalk。He\'samightydisagreeableman;herubbeditinonmewhathesaidaboutBibbshavin\'brainsifheeverwokeup。ThenIthoughthemustwanttogetsomethingouto\'me,hegosoflattering——foraminute!\'Bibbscouldn\'thelphavin\'businessbrains,\'hesays,\'bein\'YOURson。Don\'tbesurprised,\'

  hesays——\'don\'tbesurprisedathismakin\'asuccess,\'hesays。\'Hecouldn\'tgetoverhisheredity;hecouldn\'tHELPbein\'abusinesssuccess——onceyougothimintoit。It\'sinhisblood。Yes,sir\'hesays,\'itdoesn\'tneedMUCH

  brains,\'hesays,\'anonlythird—ratebrains,atthat,\'hesays,\'butitdoesneedaspecialKINDo\'brains,\'hesays,\'tobeamillionaire。Imean,\'hesays,\'whenaman\'sgivenastart。Ifnobodygiveshimastart,why,coursehe\'sgottohaveluckANDtherightkindo\'brains。TheonlymiracleaboutBibbs,\'hesays,\'iswherehegottheOTHERkindo\'brains——thebrainsyoumadehimquitusin\'andthrowaway。\'\"

  \"Butwhat\'dhesayabouthishealth?\"Mrs。Sheridandemanded,impatiently,asGeorgeplacedacupofcoffeebeforeherhusband。Sheridanhelpedhimselftocreamandsugar,andbegantosipthecoffee。

  \"I\'mcomin\'tothat,\"hereturned,placidly。\"SeehoweasyImanagethiscupwithmylefthand,mamma?\"

  \"Youbeendoin\'thatallwinter。Whatdid——\"

  \"It\'swonderful,\"heinterrupted,admiringly,\"whatafellowcandowithhislefthand。Icansignmynamewithminenow,well\'sIevercouldwithmyright。Itcamealittlehardatfirst,butnow,honest,IbelieveIRATHER

  signwithmyleft。That\'sallIeverhavetowrite,anyway——justthesignature。Rest\'salldictatin\'。\"Heblewacrossthetopofthecupunctuously。\"Goodcoffee,mamma!Well,aboutBibbs。OleGurneysayshebelievesifBibbscouldsomehowgetbacktothestateo\'mindhewasinaboutthemachine—shop——thatis,ifhecouldsomewaygettofeelin\'aboutbusinessthewayhefeltabouttheshop——notthepoetryandwritin\'part,but——\"Hepaused,supplementinghisremarkswithamotionofhisheadtowardtheoldhousenextdoor。\"HesaysBibbsisolderandharder\'nwhathewaswhenhebrokedownthattime,andbesides,heain\'tthekindo\'dreamywayhewasthen——andIshouldsayheAIN\'T!I\'dlike\'emtoshowMEanybodyhisagethat\'sanywiderawake!ButhesaysBibbs\'shealthneverneedbotherusagainif——\"

  Mrs。Sheridanshookherhead。\"Idon\'tseeanyhelpTHATway。Youknowyourselfshewouldn\'thaveJim。\"

  \"Who\'stalkin\'aboutherhavin\'anybody?But,myLord!shemightlethimLOOK

  ather!Sheneedn\'t\'a\'gotsomad,justbecauseheaskedher,thatshewon\'tlethimcomeinthehouseanymore。He\'samightyfunnyboy,andsomewaysI

  reckonhe\'sprettynearashardtounderstandastheBible,butGurneykindo\'

  gotmeinthewayo\'thinkin\'thatifshe\'dlethimcomebackandsetaroundwithheraneveningortwosometimes——notreg\'lar,Idon\'tmean——why——Well,I

  justthoughtI\'dseewhatYOU\'Dthinkofit。Thereain\'tanywaytotalkaboutittoBibbshimself——Idon\'tsupposehe\'dletyou,anyhow——butIthoughtmaybeyoucouldkindo\'slipovertheresomeday,andsorto\'fixuptohavealittletalkwithher,andkindo\'hintaroundtillyouseehowthelandlays,andaskher——\"

  \"ME!\"Mrs。Sheridanlookedbothhelplessandfrightened。\"No。\"Sheshookherheaddecidedly。\"Itwouldn\'tdoanygood。\"

  \"Youwon\'ttryit?\"

  \"Iwon\'triskherturnin\'meouto\'thehouse。Someway,that\'swhatI

  believeshedidtoSibyl,fromwhatRoscoesaidonce。No,ICAN\'T——and,what\'smore,it\'donlymakethingsworse。Ifpeoplefindoutyou\'rerunnin\'

  after\'emtheythinkyou\'recheap,andthentheywon\'tdoasmuchforyouasifyoulet\'emalone。Idon\'tbelieveit\'sanyuse,andIcouldn\'tdoitifitwas。\"

  Hesighedwithresignation。\"Allright,mamma。That\'sall。\"Then,inaliveliertone,hesaid:\"OleGurneytookthebandagesoffmyhandthismorning。Allhealedup。SaysIdon\'tneed\'emanymore。\"

  \"Why,that\'ssplendid,papa!\"shecried,beaming。\"Iwasafraid——Let\'ssee。\"

  Shecametowardhim,butherose,stillkeepinghishandinhispocket。\"Waitaminute,\"hesaid,smiling。\"Nowitmaygiveyoujustateenybitofashock,butthefactis——well,yourememberthatSundaywhenSibylcameoverhereandmadeallthatfussaboutnothin\'——itwasthedayafterIgottiredo\'

  thatstatuewhenEdith\'stelegramcame——\"

  \"Letmeseeyourhand!\"shecried。

  \"Nowwait!\"hesaid,laughingandpushingherawaywithhislefthand。\"Thetruthis,mamma,thatIkindo\'slippedoutonyouthatmorning,whenyouwasn\'tlookin\',andwentdowntooleGurney\'soffice——he\'dtoldmeto,yousee——and,well,itdoesn\'tAMOUNTtoanything。\"Andheheldout,forherinspection,themutilatedhand。\"Yousee,thesedayswhenit\'salldictatin\',anyhow,nobody\'dmindjustacoupleo\'——\"

  Hehadtojumpforher——shewentoverbackward。ForthesecondtimeinherlifeMrs。Sheridanfainted。

  Itwasafullhourlaterwhenheleftherlyinguponacouchinherownroom,stilllamentingintermittently,thoughheassuredherwithheatthatthe\"fuss\"shewasmakingirkedhimfarmorethanhisphysicalloss。Hepermittedhertothinkthathemeanttoreturndirectlytohisoffice,butwhenhecameouttotheopenairhetoldthechauffeurinattendancetoawaithiminfrontofMr。Vertrees\'shouse,whitherhehimselfproceededonfoot。

  Mr。Vertreeshadtakenthesaleofhalfofhisworthlessstockasmannainthewilderness;itcamefromheaven——bywhatagencyhedidnotparticularlyquestion。Thebrokerinformedhimthat\"partieswereinterestedingettingholdofthestock,\"andthatlatertheremightbeapossibleincreaseinthevalueofthelargeamountretainedbyhisclient。Itmightgo\"quiteawaysup\"withinayearorso,hesaid,andheadvised\"sittingtight\"withit。Mr。

  Vertreeswenthomeandprayed。

  Herosefromhiskneesfeelingthathewassurelycomingintohisownagain。

  Itwasmorethanameregaspoftemporaryreliefwithhim,andhiswifesharedhisoptimism;butMarywouldnotlethimbuybackherpiano,andasforfurs——springwasontheway,shesaid。Buttheypaidthebutcher,thebaker,andthecandlestick—maker,andhiredacookoncemore。ItwasthisservitresswhoopenedthedoorforSheridanandpresentlyassuredhimthatMissVertreeswould\"bedown。\"

  Hewasnotthemantoconcealadmirationwhenhefeltit,andheflushedandbeamedasMarymadeherappearance,almostupontheheelsofthecook。Shehadalookofapprehensionforthefirstfractionofasecond,butitvanishedatthesightofhim,anditsplacewastakeninhereyesbyasoftbrilliance,whilecolorrushedinhercheeks。

  \"Don\'tbesurprised,\"hesaid。\"Truthis,inawayit\'ssortofonbusinessI

  lookedinhere。It\'llonlytakeaminute,Iexpect。\"

  \"I\'msorry,\"saidMary。\"Ihopedyou\'dcomebecausewe\'reneighbors。\"

  Hechuckled。\"Neighbors!Sometimespeopledon\'tseesomucho\'theirneighborsastheyusedto。Thatis,Ihearso——lately。\"

  \"You\'llstaylongenoughtositdown,won\'tyou?\"

  \"IguessIcouldmanagethatmuch。\"Andtheysatdown,facingeachotherandnotfarapart。

  \"Ofcourse,itcouldn\'tbecalledbusiness,exactly,\"hesaid,moregravely。

  \"Notatall,Iexpect。Butthere\'ssomethingo\'yoursitseemedtomeIoughttogiveyou,andIjustthoughtitwasbettertobringitmyselfandexplainhowIhappenedtohaveit。It\'sthis——thisletteryouwrotemyboy。\"Heextendedthelettertohersolomnly,inhislefthand,andshetookitgentlyfromhim。\"Itwasinhismail,afterhewashurt。Youknewhenevergotit,Iexpect。\"

  \"Yes,\"shesaid,inalowvoice。

  Hesighed。\"I\'mgladhedidn\'t。Not,\"headded,quickly——\"notbutwhatyoudidjustrighttosendit。Youdid。Youcouldn\'tactedanyotherwaywhenitcamerightdownTOit。Thereain\'tanyblamecomin\'toyou——youwereabove—boardallthrough。\"

  Marysaid,\"Thankyou,\"almostinawhisper,andwithherheadbowedlow。

  \"You\'llhavetoexcusemeforreadin\'it。Ihadtotakechargeofallhismailandeverything;Ididn\'tknowthehandwritin\',andIreaditall——onceI

  gotstarted。\"

  \"I\'mgladyoudid。\"

  \"Well\"——heleanedforwardasiftorise——\"Iguessthat\'saboutall。Ijustthoughtyououghttohaveit。\"

  \"Thankyouforbringingit。\"

  Helookedatherhopefully,asifhethoughtandwishedthatshemighthavesomethingmoretosay。Butsheseemednottobeawareofthisglance,andsatwithhereyesfixedsorrowfullyuponthefloor。

  \"Well,IexpectIbetterbegettin\'backtotheoffice,\"hesaid,risingdesperately。\"Itold——ItoldmypartnerI\'dbebackattwoo\'clock,andI

  guesshe\'llthinkI\'mapoorbusinessmanifhecatchesmebehindtime。Igottowalkthechalkamightystraightlinethesedays——withTHATfellowkeepin\'

  tabsonme!\"

  Maryrosewithhim。\"I\'vealwaysheardYOUweretheharddriver。\"

  Heguffawedderisively。\"Me?I\'mnothin\'tothatpartnero\'mine。Youcouldn\'tguesstosaveyourlifehowhekeepsaftermetoholdupmyendo\'

  thejob。Ishouldn\'tbesurprisedhe\'dgivemethegrandbouncesomeday,andrunthewholecircusbyhimself。Youknowhowheis——oncehegoesATathing!\"

  \"No,\"shesmiled。\"Ididn\'tknowyouhadapartner。I\'dalwaysheard——\"

  Helaughed,lookingawayfromher。\"It\'sjustmywayo\'speakin\'o\'thatboyo\'mine,Bibbs。\"

  Hestoodthen,expectant,staringoutintothehallwithanairofcarelessgeniality。Hefeltthatshecertainlymustatleastsay,\"HowISBibbs?\"

  butshesaidnothingatall,thoughhewaiteduntilthesilencebecameembarrassing。

  \"Well,IguessIbetterbegettin\'downthere,\"hesaid,atlast。\"Hemightworry。\"

  \"Good—by——andthankyou,\"saidMary。

  \"Forwhat?\"

  \"Fortheletter。\"

  \"Oh,\"hesaid,blankly。\"You\'rewelcome。Good—by。\"

  Maryputoutherhand。\"Good—by。\"

  \"You\'llhavetoexcusemylefthand,\"hesaid。\"Ihadalittleaccidenttotheotherone。\"

  Shegaveapityingcryasshesaw。\"Oh,poorMr。Sheridan!\"

  \"Nothin\'atall!Dictateeverythingnowadays,anyhow。\"Helaughedjovially。

  \"Didanybodytellyouhowithappened?\"

  \"Iheardyouhurtyourhand,butno——notjusthow。\"

  \"Itwasthisway,\"hebegan,andboth,asifunconsciously,satdownagain。

  \"Youmaynotknowit,butIusedtoworryagooddealabouttheyoungesto\'myboys——theonethatusedtocometoseeyousometimes,afterJim——thatis,I

  meanBibbs。He\'stheoneIspokeofasmypartner;andthetruthisthat\'swhatit\'sjustaboutgoin\'toamountto,oneo\'thesedays——ifhishealthholdsout。Well,youremember,Iexpect,Ihadhimonamachineoverataplanto\'mine;andsometimesI\'dkindo\'sneakinthereandseehowhewasgettin\'along。Takeadoctorwithmesometimes,becauseBibbsneverWASsorobust,youmightsay。OleDocGurney——Iguessmaybeyouknowhim?Tall,thinman;actssleepy——\"

  \"Yes。\"

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