He extorted from his mother a large allowance, which he spent at bars and billiard saloons, and one day was brought home drunk by a schoolfellow.
"Oh, Godfrey, how can you do so ?" exclaimed the selfish woman, for once fairly alarmed on another's account.
"Hush up, old woman!" hiccoughed Godfrey.
Mrs.Preston was mortified to think this should be said to her before Godfrey's schoolmate.
"He does not know what he is saying," she said, apologetically.
"Yes, I do," persisted Godfrey.

"I'm a--a gen'leman's son.

I don't want you to interfere with gen'leman's son." He was put to bed, and awoke the next morning with a splitting headache.

It was the morning of the day which the doctor and Mr.
Graves had chosen to call on Mrs.Preston.She was preparing to go out, when a servant came upstairs to announce that two gentlemen were in the parlor, and wanted to see her.
"Two gentlemen! What do they look like, Nancy ?" "One of 'em looks like he was from the country, mum." This referred to Mr.Graves, who did have a rustic look.

The doctor would readily have passed for a Bostonian.
"Did they give their names ?" "No, mum." "I will go down directly.