to say to you."

"What do you mean, Uncle?"

"Mean? Can't you understand the English language? Have I got to
draw a picture to make you understand? Get to work!"

"I am going to as soon as school is out."

"You'll do it now. Get yourself out of my house, bag and
baggage!"

"Uncle, Uncle!" protested the lad in amazement. "Would you turn
me out?"

"Would I? I have, only you are too stupid to know it. You'll
thank me for it when you get old enough to have some sense."

Phil's heart sank within him, and it required all his
self-control to keep the bitter tears from his eyes.

"When do you wish me to go?" he asked without a quaver in his
voice.

"Now."

"Very well, I'll go. But what do you think my mother would say,
could she know this?"

"That will do, young man. Do your chores, and then--"