Chapter One
_ Maybe, in spite of their tameless days Of outcast liberty, They‘re sick at heart for the homely ways Where their gathered brothers be.
Meanwhile, "Blacksheep! Blacksheep!" we cry, Safe in the inner fold； And maybe they hear, and wonder why, And marvel, out in the cold.
--RICHARD BURTON.
CHAPTER ONE
I
Mrs. Howard Featherstone spent much time thinking up things for her brother Archibald Bennett to do, and as Archie was the ideal bachelor brother, always remembering the children‘s birthdays and turning up dutifully for Christmas dinners, he accepted her commissions in the most amiable spirit and his services were unfailingly satisfactory. He knew perfectly well that most of the jobs she imposed upon him had been politely but firmly declined by her busy husband, but this made no difference to Archie, who had all the time in the world, and infinite patience, and he rather enjoyed tracing express packages and matching ribbons.
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