"Good-by." "You'll have to excuse my left hand," he said.

"I had a little accident to the other one." She gave a pitying cry as she saw.

"Oh, poor Mr.Sheridan!" "Nothin' at all! Dictate everything nowadays, anyhow." He laughed jovially.

"Did anybody tell you how it happened ?" "I heard you hurt your hand, but no--not just how." "It was this way," he began, and both, as if unconsciously, sat down again.

"You may not know it, but I used to worry a good deal about the youngest o' my boys--the one that used to come to see you sometimes, after Jim--that is, I mean Bibbs.