Oh, it's a pity--" She stopped to wipe her eyes.

"It's a pity you didn't run more with Jim, Bibbs, and kind o' pick up his ways.

Think what it'd meant to papa now! You never did run with either Roscoe or Jim any, even before you got sick.

Of course, you were younger; but it always DID seem queer--and you three bein' brothers like that.

I don't believe I ever saw you and Jim sit down together for a good talk in my life." "Mother, I've been away so long," Bibbs returned, gently.