That's the worst of young folks. I wonder how many good matches
have been broke off just by two young idiots lettin' their pride
interfere with their common-sense. I wish you and me had a dime for
every one that had; you wouldn't have to keep boarders, and I wouldn't
have to run sailin' parties with codfish passengers."
"That's so. But, Cap'n Bangs, DO you think Mr. Kendrick is goin' to try
and force me into sellin' out just 'cause his boss says so? It don't
seem as if he could. Why, he--he's seemed so grateful for what I've done
for him. He said once I couldn't be kinder if I was his own mother. It
don't seem as if he could treat me so, just for the money there was in
it. But, Oh dear!" as the thought of Mr. Solomon Cobb crossed her mind,
"seems as if some folks would do anything for money."
"John wouldn't. I've known of his turnin' down more'n one case there
was money in account of its bein' more fishy than honest. No, if he does
work for that--that half Holliday cousin of his on this job, it'll be
because he's took the man's money and feels he can't decently say no.
But I don't believe he will. No, sir-ee! I tell you there's a darky in
this kindlin' pile. I'm goin' right down to see John this minute."
He went, but, instead of helping the situation, he merely made it worse.
He found John seated at his office desk apparently engaged in his old
occupation, that of looking out of the window. The young man's face was
pale and drawn, but his manner was perfectly calm.
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