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I 'm as hungry as a bear . '' `` Dinner ought to be ready now , '' Gilbert answered patiently , never looking up from his paper . Uncle Henry was not satisfied . `` Then why ai n't it , '' he rasped , giving his chair a twist , `` I ai n't had nothin ' but a rotten cup of coffee since five o'clock this mornin ' . '' His nephew rose , and went over to the mantel-piece . How often he had heard just that remark ! He did n't bother to reply to it .