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"I guess you don't know what iss polite. You shall better come on the school, und MissBailey could to learn you what iss polite and healthy fer you. No, you couldn't to have nomeat. No, sir! No, ma'am! You couldn't to have no meat 'till I cuts it fer you. You couldto, maybe, make yourself a sickness und a bashfulness."Miss Bailey put her hand on the door and it yielded noiselessly to her touch, and revealedto her guardian eyes her ward and his little friend. They were seated vis-a-vis[89-1] at thetable; everything was very neat and clean and most properly set out. A little lamp wasburning clearly. Morris's hair was parted for about an inch back from his forehead andsleeked wetly down upon his brow. The guest had evidently undergone similarpreparation for the meal. Each had a napkin tied around his neck, and as Teacher watchedthem, Morris carefully prepared his guest's dinner, while the guest, an Irish terrier, withquick eyes and one down-flopped ear, accepted his admonishings with a good-naturedgrace, and watched him with an adoring and confiding eye.The guest was first to detect the stranger's presence. He seized a piece of bread in histeeth, jumped to the ground, and walking up to Teacher on his hind legs, hospitablydropped the refreshment at her feet."Oh! Teacher! Teacher!" cried Morris, half in dismay at discovery, and half in joy thatthis so sure confidant should share his secret and appreciate his friend. "Oh! Teacher!

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