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Nina! I’ve been hurt enough! I’ll not leave myself open there!

[Regarding his son bitterly]

Every day he gets more like Sam, doesn’t he?

[Thinking]

He’s talking about me he better look out!

[Resentfully]

I don’t think Gordon resembles Sam at all. He reminds me a great deal of his namesake.

[Touched on a sore spot—with a nasty laugh—cuttingly]

Gordon Shaw? Not the slightest bit in the world! And you ought to thank God he doesn’t! It’s the last thing I’d want wished on a boy of mine—to be like that rah-rah hero!

[Thinking contemptuously]

Boy of his! He hasn’t got a boy!

[Amused and pleased by his jealousy]

Poor Ned! isn’t he silly? at his age, after all we’ve been through, to still feel jealous

I’d much rather have him

[Pointing to ]

grow up to be an exact duplicate of the esteemed Samuel!