"Of course," Mr. Davidson volunteered quickly, having noted the annoyed
light in the lad's eyes and the unconscious firm-drawing and setting of
the lips, "of course, in the meantime you could do some traveling, a
limited amount of traveling, during your school vacations. I am sure my
fellow guardians will agree--under the proper management and
safeguarding, of course--that such bits of travel sandwiched between
your school-terms, would be advisable and beneficial."
"How much did you say I am worth?" Dick asked with apparent irrelevance.
"Twenty millions--at a most conservative estimate--that is about the
sum," Mr. Crockett answered promptly.
"Suppose I said right now that I wanted a hundred dollars!" Dick went
on.
"Why--er--ahem." Mr. Slocum looked about him for guidance.
"We would be compelled to ask what you wanted it for," answered Mr.
Crockett.
"And suppose," Dick said very slowly, looking Mr. Crockett squarely in
the eyes, "suppose I said that I was very sorry, but that I did not
care to say what I wanted it for?"
"Then you wouldn't get it," Mr. Crockett said so immediately that there
was a hint of testiness and snap in his manner.
Dick nodded slowly, as if letting the information sink in.
"But, of course, my boy," Mr. Slocum took up hastily, "you understand
you are too young to handle money yet. We must decide that for you."
"You mean I can't touch a penny without your permission?"
"Not a penny," Mr. Crockett snapped.
Dick nodded his head thoughtfully and murmured, "Oh, I see."
"Of course, and quite naturally, it would only be fair, you know, you
will have a small allowance for your personal spending," Mr. Davidson
said. "Say, a dollar, or, perhaps, two dollars, a week. As you grow
older this allowance will be increased. And by the time you are
twenty-one, doubtlessly you will be fully qualified--with advice, of
course--to handle your own affairs."
"And until I am twenty-one my twenty million wouldn't buy me a hundred
dollars to do as I please with?" Dick queried very subduedly.
Mr. Davidson started to corroborate in soothing phrases, but was waved
to silence by Dick, who continued:
"As I understand it, whatever money I handle will be by agreement
between the four of us?"
The Board of Guardians nodded.
"That is, whatever we agree, goes?"
Again the Board of Guardians nodded.
"Well, I'd like to have a hundred right now," Dick announced.
"What for?" Mr. Crockett demanded.
"I don't mind telling you," was the lad's steady answer. "To go
traveling."
"You'll go to bed at eight:thirty this evening," Mr. Crockett retorted.
"And you don't get any hundred. The lady we spoke to you about will be
here before six. She is to have, as we explained, daily and hourly
charge of you. At six-thirty, as usual, you will dine, and she will
dine with you and see you to bed. As we told you, she will have to
serve the place of a mother to you--see that your ears are clean, your
neck washed--"
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