"You!--you'll never have anything! You'll be a poor man as long as youlive. Lost the Academy this Fall--that tells the tale!"

"But, portlyher, it wasn't my fault that I lost the Academy."

"It's no matter whose fault it was--that's neither here nor there--youlost it, and here you are with the vacation before you and nothing to do!There's your mother, she's working herself to death; she never gets anyrest. I expect she'll go off in a consumption one of these days."