"Aw, I say, Sis, cut it out! What's the big idea, anyway? A friend is a friend, isn't he, whether he wears broadcloth or overalls?" Then as his sister continued to sweep out of the room, the lad crossed to the oldest sister and held out his hand, saying, with sincere boyish sympathy, "Gloria, I'm mighty sorry about this--er--this--well, whatever it is, and please let me know where you go, and as soon as you're settled I'll run over and play the big brother act, if you'll let me."