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Coming Home
Old Friends with New Faces
Miss Campbell
Thorns Among the Roses
Prince Charming
Polishing Mac
Phebe
Breakers Ahead
New Year's Calls
The Sad and Sober Part
Small Temptations
At Kitty's Ball
Both Sides
Aunt Clara's Plan
Alas for Charlie!
Good Works
Among the Haycocks
Which Was It?
Behind the Fountain
What Mac Did
How Phebe Earned Her Welcome
Short and Sweet

Prince?" added the other, trying to be witty, with the usual success. 

 

"You'd better go home early yourself, Barrow, or that tongue of 

yours will get you into trouble," retorted Charlie, conscious that he 

ought to take his own advice, yet lingering, nervously putting on 

his gloves while the glasses were being filled. 

 

"Now, brother-in-law, fire away! Here you are, Prince." And Steve 

handed a glass across the table to his cousin, feeling too much 

elated with various pleasurable emotions to think what he was 

doing, for the boys all knew Charlie's weakness and usually tried 

to defend him from it. 

 

Before the glass could be taken, however, Mac entered in a great 

hurry, delivering his message in an abbreviated and rather 

peremptory form: "Rose is waiting for you. Hurry up!" 

 

"All right. Good night, old fellows!" And Charlie was off, as if the 

name had power to stop him in the very act of breaking the 

promise made to himself. 

 

"Come, Solon, take a social drop, and give us an epithalamium in 

your best Greek. Here's to you!" And Steve was lifting the wine to 

his own lips when Mac knocked the glass out of his hand with a 

flash of the eye that caused his brother to stare at him with his 

mouth open in an imbecile sort of way, which seemed to excite 

Mac still more, for, turning to his young host, he said, in a low 

voice, and with a look that made the gentlemen on the chairs sit up 

suddenly: "I beg pardon, Van, for making a mess, but I can't stand 

by and see my own brother tempt another man beyond his strength 

or make a brute of himself. That's plain English, but I can't help 

speaking out, for I know not one of you would willingly hurt 

Charlie, and you will if you don't let him alone." 

 

"What do you pitch into me for? I've done nothing. A fellow must 

be civil in his own house, mustn't he?" asked Van good-humoredly 

as he faced about, corkscrew in hand. 

 

"Yes, but it is not civil to urge or joke a guest into doing what you 

know and he knows is bad for him. That's only a glass of wine to 

you, but it is perdition to Charlie, and if Steve knew what he was 

about, he'd cut his right hand off before he'd offer it." 


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