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"Well, I would." The girl's voice broke, a sudden agitation seized her;
in passionate defiance she went on: "What's the use of wanting
something all your life and never getting it? What's money for if you
can't buy the one thing you want worst of all? That's where men have
got the best of it; they can buy love. I wish I was a man; I wish I was
Buddy! I'd have my day, my week--and as much more as I could pay for.
I'd have happiness that long if it broke my heart. But I'm a _girl_!"
It was with a sudden interest that Gray studied the speaker. Here was a
side to the Briskow character that he had not suspected, and it gave
him a new light upon Buddy, for brother and sister were much alike; it
showed him more clearly the size of the task he had volunteered to
undertake. He heard the father speaking, and reluctantly withdrew his
eyes from Allie's flaming face.
"He likes you, Mr. Gray, an' mebbe you could keep him from spoilin' his
hull life. That's what he's liable to do an'--I'm skeered. He wouldn't
listen to me. Boys don't listen to their fathers."
"I'll find him, Gus, and I'll make him listen to me. If it is drink,
I'll break him of it. If it is a woman--I'll break him of that, too,
for it can't be more than a passing fancy." Noting the tragic concern
that wrinkled Ma Briskow's face, he put an arm about her, saying more
gently: "Now, now! I won't deny you the luxury of worrying, Ma dear.
That is a mother's divine prerogative, but rest assured Buddy sha'n't
do himself any great harm. Now then, let's get to a long-distance
phone."
It was perhaps two hours before Gray reported to Gus Briskow: "They
don't know much more at the school than was written in that letter. He
has been going a rather lively pace lately, it seems."
"Did you find out anything about the--the woman?"
"Nothing definite. I have put detectives on the case, and they will
report to me at Wichita Falls. As soon as they uncover his trail, I'll
go to Buddy at once."
"You goin' to leave us?"
"I must. I've just received a telegram from my--my agent. About the
purchase of a well. It is a matter that can't wait."
"I can't thank you for all you done for us. We was in bad shape till
you come. Now--"
"Now everything is straight again. That's my job, Gus--to do little odd
favors for those I love. You must stay here, for Ma is happy, and this
place is making a girl of her. Allie is doing wonders with herself,
too. By the way, she needn't be lonely any more; I've talked to some of
the guests, and they want to make friends with her. She'll find them
nice people, and you must make her meet them halfway. Perhaps she'll
become interested in some decent young fellow. I'd like that, wouldn't
you?"
"Would ye?"
The tone of this inquiry caused Gray to glance more keenly at the
speaker, but Briskow's bright eyes told him nothing.
"Why, naturally. Allie is becoming more attractive every day, and she
is going to make something of herself. She is going to 'do us all
proud.'"
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