Stammering


On the occasion of a most interesting family event, Mr. Peedle, who

desired a son, paced the drawing-room in extreme agitation, until at

last the doctor appeared in the doorway.



"Oh, oh, tell me," he gasped, "what is it--a boy or a girl?"



"Tr-tr-tr--" the physician began stammeringly.



Peedle paled.



"Triplets! Merciful providence!"



"Qu-qu-qu--" spluttered the doctor.



Peedle paled some more.



"Quadruplets!" he moaned.



"N-n-no!" the physician snapped. "Qu-qu-quite the contrary. Tr-tr-try to

take it qu-quietly. It's a girl."



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