"'Good Ged!' was the cry from the morning-gown standing quivering at the door. _Ged_, I think, must be the cognomen of Mr. Sympson's Lares. When hard pressed he always invokes this idol.
"'Come forward, uncle; you shall hear all.--Tell him all, Louis.'
"'I dare him to speak--the beggar! the knave! the specious hypocrite! the vile, insinuating, infamous menial!--Stand apart from my niece, sir. Let her go!'

"'Good God!' was the quivering cry from the door.
"'Come, uncle; you shall hear all. - Tell him, Louis.'
"'I dare him to speak - the beggar! the knave! the vile, insinuating servant! Stand apart from my niece, sir. Let her go!'
