Lendle

THE FINGER OF SUSPICION «Hello! there, Bristles!» «Hello! yourself, Fred Fenton!» «Why, what ails you this fine summer morning, Bristles? You don’t look as jolly as you might.» «Well, I was only waiting to see if you cared to speak to me, Fred.» «Why in the wide world shouldn’t I, when you’re one of my chums, Bristles Carpenter?»