"What are you reading?"
Evasion was always aggravating to Mr. Cane. "What book?" he cried as he struggled to keep down his rising temper.
"This one right here." Sube indicated it with a motion of his body.
"What is the name of it?" thundered the exasperated parent.
"Sir?"
"You heard what I said!"
"The name of this book?"
Mr. Cane did not deign to answer. He simply glowered, opening and closing his hands as if they itched to take hold of something.
Sube understood the look and the convulsive movement of the hands, and made haste to answer: "Why, the name of it's the—" he was compelled to turn the book over and examine the title—"the Bible," he mumbled.