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Here Bunny got to know Eldon Burdick, who had been his sister’s favored
suitor for a couple of years. Just what was their relationship Bunny was
not sure. Dad had ventured a jest about an approaching wedding, but
Bertie froze him; she would attend to her own engagements, with no
parental meddling. Now Bunny discovered that the pair were quarreling;
he could not help overhearing them, and seeing tears in his sister’s
eyes. She was angry because Eldon would only spend a week-end at the
camp, and he was angry because she punished him by dancing too often
with some other man. But neither of the pair offered any confidences to
Bunny, and he did not seek them.
Eldon Burdick was the youngest son of a family of old California
land-owners. Their holdings lay on the outskirts of Angel City, and
every ten years or so they would sell off a chunk for “subdivisions,”
and this development would so increase the value of the remainder that
the family grew richer all the time, despite the fact that forty people,
young and old, spent money for everything they could think of. Eldon was
a handsome, dashing sportsman with a tiny black moustache, after the
fashion of a British army officer; he held himself erect and stiff, and
Bunny discovered that he had a military mind. Bertie must have mentioned
her brother’s dangerous ideas, for Eldon invited the younger man for a
horseback ride, and proceeded to sound him out. Eldon himself was an
amateur patriot, in the proper sense of the abused word amateur; he was
letting his string of polo-ponies stay idle all summer, while he did his
part to save society.
It did not take long for him to uncover the deeps of Bunny’s peril. The
boy had got by heart every one of the Bolshevik formulas: that the
people of Russia had a right to run their own country in their own way;
that our troops had no business shooting and killing them without a
declaration of war by Congress; that people in this country had a right
to express the above convictions without being beaten or tarred and
feathered or sent to prison or deported. Eldon pointed out that all this
was merely camouflage, the convenient formulas whereby criminal
conspirators sought to cover themselves with a mantle of legality, “free
speech” and “civil rights” and all the rest. The Soviet savages had
repudiated all these principles, and it was our business to fight them
with their own weapons.
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