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[Thinking contemptuously]

Ned is weak.

[Then apprehensively]

But you’re getting too strong, Sam.

But Gordon could have licked you, couldn’t he?

You bet he could!

[Thinking]

She must have loved Gordon better’n Dad even!

[She comes forward to the chair at center, forcing a smile]

What’s all this talk about fighting? That’s not nice. For heaven’s sake, Sam, don’t encourage him—

[Grinning]

Never mind the women, Gordon. You’ve got to know how to fight to get on in this world.

[Thinking pityingly]

You poor booby! how brave you are now!

[Softly]

Perhaps you’re right, dear.

[Looking around]

Has Ned gone?