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"
Is
he
dead
?
"
"
Mr.
Cotter
here
has
just
told
us
.
He
was
passing
by
the
house
.
"
I
knew
that
I
was
under
observation
so
I
continued
eating
as
if
the
news
had
not
interested
me
.
My
uncle
explained
to
old
Cotter
.
"
The
youngster
and
he
were
great
friends
.
The
old
chap
taught
him
a
great
deal
,
mind
you
;
and
they
say
he
had
a
great
wish
for
him
.
"
"
God
have
mercy
on
his
soul
,
"
said
my
aunt
piously
.
Old
Cotter
looked
at
me
for
a
while
.
I
felt
that
his
little
beady
black
eyes
were
examining
me
but
I
would
not
satisfy
him
by
looking
up
from
my
plate
.
He
returned
to
his
pipe
and
finally
spat
rudely
into
the
grate
.
"
I
would
n't
like
children
of
mine
,
"
he
said
,
"
to
have
too
much
to
say
to
a
man
like
that
.
"
"
How
do
you
mean
,
Mr.
Cotter
?
"
asked
my
aunt
.
"
What
I
mean
is
,
"
said
old
Cotter
,
"
it
's
bad
for
children
.
My
idea
is
:
let
a
young
lad
run
about
and
play
with
young
lads
of
his
own
age
and
not
be
...
Am
I
right
,
Jack
?
"
"
That
's
my
principle
,
too
,
"
said
my
uncle
.
