"Luke!" "Yes, Mr. Stillwell." "Why didn't you sweep and dust the office this morning?" "I did, sir." "You did!" "Yes, sir." "You did!" repeated the gentleman, who, I may as well state, was my esteemed uncle. "I must say, young man, that lately you have falsified to an astonishing degree." "Excuse me, but I have not falsified-not to my knowledge, sir." "Stop; don't contradict me--" "I am telling the truth, sir." "Stop, I tell you! I will not have it! Look here, and then dare to tell me that this office has seen the touch of a broom or duster this day!" And my Uncle Felix motioned me majestically into his office with one hand, while with the other he pointed in bitter scorn at the floor.