CHAPTER LX
THE TWO PRAYERS
I
The Gentleman was walking away into the sunset.
The Parson turned from the dormer, and his eyes were wet.
"And, now, my boy," he cried, "you know what a gentleman is."
The words loosed the fountains of laughter in the lad's heart.
"I thought, sir, that you said—"
"You thought wrong," snapped the Parson. "I said nothing of the sort."
He swung round on Blob and kicked him.