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CHAPTER II.
On the death of his parents, Faraday Little was taken to Raby Hall. In accepting his guardianship, Mr. Raby struggled stoutly against two prejudices: Faraday was plain-looking and sceptical. "Handsome is as handsome does, sweetheart," pleaded Jael, interceding for the orphan with arms that were still beautiful. "Dear knows, it is not his fault if he does not look like--his father," she added with a great gulp. Jael was a woman, and vindicated her womanhood by never entirely forgiving a former rival. "It`s not that alone, madam," screamed Raby, "but, d--m it, the little rascal`s a scientist,--an atheist, a radical, a scoffer! Disbelieves in the Bible, ma`am; is full of this Darwinian stuff about natural selection and descent. Descent, forsooth! In my day, madam, gentlemen were content to trace their ancestors back to gentlemen, and not to--monkeys!" "Dear heart, the boy is clever," urged Jael. "Clever!" roared Raby; "what does a gentleman want with cleverness?"
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