"And very likely he sometimes wishes he had never contracted the habit.

Now I must leave you for a time, as I have some other patients to visit." "I told you he was an old fogy," said Ralph, as the door closed on his brother, adding with an oath, "I believe he wouldn't allow a fellow a bit of pleasure if he could help it." Max started, and looked at Ralph with troubled eyes.

"I didn't think you would swear," he said.

"If you do, I--I can't be intimate with you, because my father won't allow it." "I don't often," said Ralph, looking ashamed, "I won't again in your company.".