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The Sisters

           “Ithinkitwasoneofthose...peculiarcases....Butit’shardtosay....

           Hebegantopuffagainathispipewithoutgivingushistheory.Myunclesawmestaringandsaidtome:

           “Well,soyouroldfriendisgone,you’llbesorrytohear.”

           “Who?”saidI.

           “FatherFlynn.”

           “Ishedead?”

           “Mr.Cotterherehasjusttoldus.Hewaspassingbythehouse.”

           IknewthatIwasunderobservationsoIcontinuedeatingasifthenewshadnotinterestedme.MyuncleexplainedtooldCotter.

           “Theyoungsterandheweregreatfriends.Theoldchaptaughthimagreatdeal,mindyou;andtheysayhehadagreatwishforhim.”

           “Godhavemercyonhissoul,”saidmyauntpiously.

           OldCotterlookedatmeforawhile.IfeltthathislittlebeadyblackeyeswereexaminingmebutIwouldnotsatisfyhimbylookingupfrommyplate.Hereturnedtohispipeandfinallyspatrudelyintothegrate.

           “Iwouldn’tlikechildrenofmine,”hesaid,“tohavetoomuchtosaytoamanlikethat.”

           “Howdoyoumean,Mr.Cotter?”askedmyaunt.

           “WhatImeanis,”saidoldCotter,“it’sbadforchildren.Myideais:letayoungladrunaboutandplaywithyoungladsofhisownageandnotbe...AmIright,Jack?”

           “That’smyprinciple,too,”saidmyuncle.

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