She stopped and shook her parasol at them . `` Your father is a fool , '' she said , `` and you are three young varmints that ought to be whipped within an inch of your lives . '' `` He is n't , '' cried Faith . `` We 're not , '' cried the boys . But Mrs. Davis was gone . `` Goodness , is n't she mad ! '' said Jerry . `` And what is a ` varmint ' anyhow ? '' John Meredith paced up and down the parlour for a few minutes ; then he went back to his study and sat down . But he did not return to his German theology . He was too grievously disturbed for that . Mrs. Davis had wakened him up with a vengeance . WAS he such a remiss , careless father as she had accused him of being ? HAD he so scandalously neglected the bodily and spiritual welfare of the four little motherless creatures dependent on him ? WERE his people talking of it as harshly as Mrs. Davis had declared ? It must be so , since Mrs. Davis had come to ask for Una in the full and confident belief that he would hand the child over to her as unconcernedly and gladly as one might hand over a strayed , unwelcome kitten . And , if so , what then ? John Meredith groaned and resumed his pacing up and down the dusty , disordered room . What could he do ? He loved his children as deeply as any father could and he knew , past the power of Mrs. Davis or any of her ilk , to disturb his conviction , that they loved him devotedly .
But WAS he fit XXXXX have charge of them ?
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