we're all going down and we may bring Larry home with us, Mrs. Sleighter
says. Though Mrs. Gwynne says there's not any room, they're so filled up
now. And I said Larry could come here and Joe, too. But I am not so
sure about Sam. I think he must be awfully queer. Mr. Gwynne thinks he's
queer."

"It is quite possible, indeed probable, my dear," assented her father.

"Yes, Mr. Gwynne said he looked like a third-rate how-do-you-feel
performer."

"A what, exactly?"

"A how-do-you-feel performer."

"Oh, a vaudeville performer."

"Yes, a fodefeel performer. I don't know what that means, but he must be
queer. But I think Larry would be all right, and Joe. You see, we know
THEM."

"Oh, do we?"

"Yes, certainly, Papa. Larry is Nora's brother. He's awfully clever.
He's only fifteen and he passed the Entrance in Ontario and that's ever
so much harder than here. He passed it before he was fourteen."

"Before he was fourteen!" replied her father. "Amazing!"

"Yes, and he plays the mouth organ and the tin whistle and the fiddle,