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Tom, Dick and Harry

CHAPTER NINE
11/21

He came down in the train with his ma--" "She wasn't," said I; "she was no relation." A loud laugh greeted this disclaimer.
"Well, his nurse, or aunt, or washerwoman, or something." "No, she wasn't." "Shut up, and don't tell crams." "It's _you_ who are telling crams," said I, for the blood of the Joneses was getting up.
"Look here; do you mean to call me a crammer ?" demanded the speaker, looking very imposing.
"If you say it again I will," said I.

"I tell you that woman had no more to do with me than you; there!" It was a critical situation, and the key to it was in my accuser's hands.

If he insisted that the lady in question had anything to do with me, I was committed to call him a crammer.

And if I called him a crammer, he was equally committed by all tradition to punch my head.
And in the humour I was then in, he was not likely to do that without getting one back for himself.
"I know who it was," suddenly cried Trimble; "of course! Tempest told me last term there was a young ass coming up who'd been at a girls' school, and had got an exhibition or something.

Of course this was his old school dame.


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