Mark jumped up. "You there, father I did not hear you come in." Doctor Robertson, tutor, half rose from his seat by the glowing library fire. "No, my boy, and I did not hear you come in." "Why, uncle, you have been sitting there listening " cried Dean. "To be sure I have. How could I help it, sir? I came in tired, and thought I would have a nap in my own chair till it was time to change for dinner, and you woke me up out of a pleasant dream which...
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