My 32 _ that summer was Dan from Mississippi, and I am from Rhode Island. In my early 20s, after a year and a half in England, and four months in France, I returned to the United States and got a job at a camp in northern Virginia. Aunt Maria remarked that if Uncle Podger wanted to do a job like that again, she would spend a week with her mother until it was over. When the picture was hanging on the wall at last, everybody looked very 38 _, all except Uncle Podg er, who was lively as ever. We heard all he had to say about our habit of losing all the things he needed. And, of course, Uncle Podger didn’t keep 37 _ while he was waiting for another nail to be brought. And while everybody was trying to get the hammer he was standing on the chair saying: ‘Well, I want to know if you are going to 36 _ me here all evening!’įinally the hammer was found, but we noticed that the nail which he had prepared was lost. Then after an hour was spent in tying up his finger Uncle Podger wondered where the hammer had disappeared to. ‘Six of you!’ Uncle Podger exclaimed, ‘and you cannot find the coat that I put down only five minutes ago!’ But then he got up from his chair and found that he had been sitting on his coat the whole time. He started to 34 _ his handkerchief but couldn’t find it because he had put it in his coat and none of us knew where his coat was. But suddenly it fell down and the glass 33 _ into pieces and he cut his finger. Well, he came up to the picture which was waiting to be put up in the dining room and took it. He told us not to 32 _ and just watch him do it. Let me tell you what happened once when my dear Uncle Podger decided to hang a picture on the wall.

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