Lemuel followed, still showing no outward appearance of resentment.
"How did you get away from your office ?" Benjulia inquired.
"It's easy to get a holiday at this time of year.

Business is slack, old boy--" "Stop! I don't allow you to speak to me in that way." "No offence, brother Nathan!" "Brother Lemuel, I never allow a fool to offend me.

I put him in his place--that's all." The distant barking of a dog became audible from the lane by which the house was approached.

The sound seemed to annoy Benjulia.

"What's that ?" he asked.
Lemuel saw his way to making some return for his brother's reception of him.
"It's my dog," he said; "and it's lucky for you that I have left him in the cab." "Why ?" "Well, he's as sweet-tempered a dog as ever lived.