Guendolen is growing up,
a very promising girl--she was confirmed this year; and I think you will
be able to enter into my feelings as a parent when I tell you she is
quite ignorant of dancing. The boys are at the board school, which is
all very well in its way; at least, I am the last man in the world to
criticize the institutions of my native land. But I had fondly hoped
that Harold might become a professional musician; and little Otho
shows a quite remarkable vocation for the Church. I am not exactly an
ambitious man...'
'Well, well,' interrupted Michael. 'Be explicit; you think it's Uncle
Tim?'
'It might be Uncle Tim,' insisted Pitman, 'and if it were, and I
neglected the occasion, how could I ever took my children in the face? I
do not refer to Mrs Pitman. . .'
'No, you never do,' said Michael.
'. . . but in the case of her own brother returning from Ballarat. . .'
continued Pitman.
'. . . with his mind unhinged,' put in the lawyer.
'. . . returning from Ballarat with a large fortune, her impatience may
be more easily imagined than described,' concluded Pitman.
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