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They talked about Paul some more. He had sat up in the hills most of the
afternoon and told his sister about himself. He was getting along all
right, he said; he had got a job with an old lawyer who didn’t mind his
having run away from home, but would help him to keep hidden. This
lawyer was what was called a free-thinker—he said you had a right to
believe whatever you chose, and Paul was his gardener and handy man, and
the old lawyer gave him books to read, and Paul was getting educated. It
sounded wonderful, and terrible at the same time—Paul had read a book
about the Bible, that showed it was nothing but old Hebrew history and
fairy-tales, and full of contradictions and bloody murders and
fornications, and things that there was no sense calling God’s word. And
Paul wanted Ruth to read it, and Ruth was in an agony of concern—but
Bunny noticed it was Paul’s soul she was afraid for, and not her own!
Then Bunny went back to Dad, and told him that was Paul they had passed
on the road; and Dad said “Indeed?” and repeated that he was a “queer
looking chap.” Dad wasn’t interested, he had no slightest inkling of
Bunny’s distress of soul; his thoughts were all on the great discovery,
and the deals he was putting through. He lay on his back, with a pillow
under his head, gazing up at the stars. “There’s one thing sure,
son”—and there was laughter in his voice; “either you and me move up to
front row seats in the oil-game, or else, by golly, we’ll be the goat
and sheep kings of California!”
CHAPTER V
THE REVELATION
I
Bunny was going to school. Aunt Emma and Grandmother and Bertie had got
their way by incessant nagging, and he was no longer to be a “little oil
gnome,” and devote his time to learning to make money; he was going to
be a boy like other boys, and have a good time, and wear athletic
sweaters, and shout at football games, and be part of a great machine.
Mr. Eaton had been spurred to a last suicidal effort, and had patched up
the weak spots in the mental equipment of his charge, and Bunny had
passed some examinations, and was a duly enrolled pupil in the Beach
City High School.
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