“Go away, Hugh, and thou, Gainor. Why dost thou always provoke me? I will hear no more!”
“Come, Hugh,” she said; and then: “It seems to me that the boy has had a good lesson in meekness, and as to turning that other cheek.”
“Don’t, Aunt Gainor!” said I, interrupting her.
“Oh, go!” exclaimed my father. “Go! go, both of you!”
“Certainly; but, John, do not mention my news or my London letter.”
“I shall not.”
“Then by-by! Come, Hugh!”