"God bless everybody--Dr. Lavendar taught me
the new blessings," he interrupted himself, his eyes snapping open,
"because my old blessings were all gone to heaven. God bless
everybody; Dr. Lavendar, an' Mary, an' Goliath--" Helena laughed. "He
said I could," David defended himself doggedly--"an' Danny, an' Dr.
King, an' Mrs. Richie. And make me a good boy. For Jesus' sake Amen.
Now I'm done!" cried David, scrambling happily to his feet.
"And--Mr. Pryor, too? Won't you ask God to bless Mr. Pryor?"
"But," said David, frowning, "I'm done."
"After this, though, it would be nice--"
"Well," David answered coldly, "God can bless him if He wants to. But
He needn't do it just to please me."
CHAPTER XI
When Dr. Lavendar left David at the Stuffed Animal House, he didn't
feel, somehow, like going home; the Rectory would be so quiet. It
occurred to him that, as he was on the hill, he might as well look in
on Benjamin Wright.
He found the old gentleman in his beaver hat and green serge dressing-
gown, tottering up and down the weedy driveway in front of his
veranda, and repeating poetry.
"O great corrector of enormous times, Shaker of o'er rank states, thou
grand decider Of dusty and old titles, that healest with blood--Hello!
'Bout time you came to see me. I suppose you want to get some money
out of me for something?"
"Of course; I always want money out of somebody for something.
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