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"
Yes
,
"
replied
Clyde
simply
,
and
because
of
his
nervousness
,
with
unusual
dignity
.
"
I
am
Clyde
Griffiths
.
"
"
I
'm
very
glad
to
see
you
and
to
welcome
you
to
our
home
,
"
began
Mrs.
Griffiths
with
a
certain
amount
of
aplomb
which
years
of
contact
with
the
local
high
world
had
given
her
at
last
.
"
And
my
children
will
be
,
too
,
of
course
.
Bella
is
not
here
just
now
or
Gilbert
,
either
,
but
then
they
will
be
soon
,
I
believe
.
My
husband
is
resting
,
but
I
heard
him
stirring
just
now
,
and
he
'll
be
down
in
a
moment
.
Wo
n't
you
sit
here
?
"
She
motioned
to
a
large
divan
between
them
.
"
We
dine
nearly
always
alone
here
together
on
Sunday
evening
,
so
I
thought
it
would
be
nice
if
you
came
just
to
be
alone
with
us
.
How
do
you
like
Lycurgus
now
?
"
She
arranged
herself
on
one
of
the
large
divans
before
the
fire
and
Clyde
rather
awkwardly
seated
himself
at
a
respectful
distance
from
her
.
"
Oh
,
I
like
it
very
much
,
"
he
observed
,
exerting
himself
to
be
congenial
and
to
smile
.
"
Of
course
I
have
n't
seen
so
very
much
of
it
yet
,
but
what
I
have
I
like
.
This
street
is
one
of
the
nicest
I
have
ever
seen
anywhere
,
"
he
added
enthusiastically
.
"
The
houses
are
so
large
and
the
grounds
so
beautiful
.
"
"
Yes
,
we
here
in
Lycurgus
pride
ourselves
on
Wykeagy
Avenue
,
"
smiled
Mrs.
Griffiths
,
who
took
no
end
of
satisfaction
in
the
grace
and
rank
of
her
own
home
in
this
street
.
She
and
her
husband
had
been
so
long
climbing
up
to
it
.
"
Every
one
who
sees
it
seems
to
feel
the
same
way
about
it
.
It
was
laid
out
many
years
ago
when
Lycurgus
was
just
a
village
.
It
is
only
within
the
last
fifteen
years
that
it
has
come
to
be
as
handsome
as
it
is
now
.
"
But
you
must
tell
me
something
about
your
mother
and
father
.
I
never
met
either
of
them
,
you
know
,
though
,
of
course
,
I
have
heard
my
husband
speak
of
them
often
--
that
is
,
of
his
brother
,
anyhow
,
"
she
corrected
.
"
I
do
n't
believe
he
ever
met
your
mother
.
How
is
your
father
?
"
"
Oh
,
he
's
quite
well
,
"
replied
Clyde
,
simply
.
"
And
Mother
,
too
.
They
're
living
in
Denver
now
.
We
did
live
for
a
while
in
Kansas
City
,
but
for
the
last
three
years
they
've
been
out
there
.
I
had
a
letter
from
Mother
only
the
other
day
.
She
says
everything
is
all
right
.
"
"
Then
you
keep
up
a
correspondence
with
her
,
do
you
?
That
's
nice
.
"
She
smiled
,
for
by
now
she
had
become
interested
by
and
,
on
the
whole
,
rather
taken
with
Clyde
's
appearance
.
He
looked
so
neat
and
generally
presentable
,
so
much
like
her
own
son
that
she
was
a
little
startled
at
first
and
intrigued
on
that
score
.
If
anything
,
Clyde
was
taller
,
better
built
and
hence
better
looking
,
only
she
would
never
have
been
willing
to
admit
that
.
For
to
her
Gilbert
,
although
he
was
intolerant
and
contemptuous
even
to
her
at
times
,
simulating
an
affection
which
was
as
much
a
custom
as
a
reality
,
was
still
a
dynamic
and
aggressive
person
putting
himself
and
his
conclusions
before
everyone
else
.
Whereas
Clyde
was
more
soft
and
vague
and
fumbling
.
Her
son
's
force
must
be
due
to
the
innate
ability
of
her
husband
as
well
as
the
strain
of
some
relatives
in
her
own
line
who
had
not
been
unlike
Gilbert
,
while
Clyde
probably
drew
his
lesser
force
from
the
personal
unimportance
of
his
parents
.
