is Professor Zenas Gunn, principal of Fardale Military Academy, a very famous school.” “Haw!” said Professor Gunn, bowing stiffly. “Haw!” said Professor Gunn, bowing stiffly. “Ha!” said Major Fitts, in his most icy manner. “Ha!” said Major Fitts, in his most icy manner. Then they glared at each other. Then they glared at each other. “Your solicitude for Miss Ketchum was quite needless, sir,” declared Zenas. “I am quite capable of looking out for her.” “Your solicitude for Miss Ketchum was quite needless, sir,” declared Zenas. “I am quite capable of looking out for her.” “Suh, yo’ may relieve yo’self of any trouble, suh,” retorted the man from Natchez. “Suh, yo’ may relieve yo’self of any trouble, suh,” retorted the man from Natchez. “I couldn’t think of it, sir, not for a moment, sir,” shot back the professor. “It might be trouble for you, sir, but it is a pleasure for me.” “I couldn’t think of it, sir, not for a moment, sir,” shot back the professor. “It might be trouble for you, sir, but it is a pleasure for me.” “The old boy is there with the goods,” chuckled Brad. “The old boy is there with the goods,” chuckled Brad. But Major Fitts was not to be rebuffed in such a manner. But Major Fitts was not to be rebuffed in such a manner. “Considering your age and your physical infirmities, suh,” he said, “I think Miss Ketchum will excuse yo’.” “Considering your age and your physical infirmities, suh,” he said, “I think Miss Ketchum will excuse yo’.” That was too much for Zenas.
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