William Tracy 's boys now -- you wo n't have a scrap of bother with THEM . They 're always good because their mother tells them every Sunday that they 'll go straight to hell if they do n't behave in school . It 's effective . Take some preserve , Master . You know we do n't help things here the way Mrs. Adam Scott does when she has boarders , ' I s ` pose you do n't want any of this -- nor you -- nor you ? ' Mother , Aleck says old George Wright is having the time of his life . His wife has gone to Charlottetown to visit her sister and he is his own boss for the first time since he was married , forty years ago . He 's on a regular orgy , Aleck says . He smokes in the parlour and sits up till eleven o'clock reading dime novels . '' `` Perhaps I met Mr. Tracy , '' said Eric . `` Is he a tall man , with gray hair and a dark , stern face ? '' `` No , he 's a round , jolly fellow , is Aleck , and he stopped growing pretty much before he 'd ever begun . I reckon the man you mean is Thomas Gordon . I seen him driving down the road too . HE wo n't be troubling you with invitations up , small fear of it . The Gordons ai n't sociable , to say the least of it . No , sir ! Mother , pass the biscuits to the Master . '' `` Who was the young fellow he had with him ? '' asked Eric curiously .
`` Neil -- Neil XXXXX . ''
Aleck Charlottetown Eric Gordon Mother Tracy Wright boarders every o'clock