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"You go on back to your own part of
the house, and don't make any talk. Hear me?"
"Yessuh, yessuh," Sam chuckled, as he shuffled away. "Plenty talkin'
wivout Sam! Yessuh!"
George went to the foot of the great stairway. He could hear angry
voices overhead--those of his two uncles--and a plaintive murmur, as
if the Major tried to keep the peace. Such sounds were far from
encouraging to callers, and George decided not to go upstairs until
this interview was over. His decision was the result of no timidity,
nor of a too sensitive delicacy. What he felt was, that if he
interrupted the scene in his grandfather's room, just at this time,
one of the three gentlemen engaging in it might speak to him in a
peremptory manner (in the heat of the moment) and George saw no reason
for exposing his dignity to such mischances. Therefore he turned from
the stairway, and going quietly into the library, picked up a
magazine--but he did not open it, for his attention was instantly
arrested by his Aunt Amelia's voice, speaking in the next room.


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