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"Are you, son?" the father cried happily. Then, abruptly his
manner changed, for he felt himself perilously close to the
maudlin in this new yielding to sentimentality. Such kisses of
tenderness, however agreeable in themselves, were hardly fitting
to one of his dignity. "You clear out of here, boy," he
commanded, brusquely. "I'm a working man. But here, wait a
minute," he added. He brought forth from a pocket a neat sheaf
of banknotes, which he held out. "There's carfare for you," he
said with a chuckle. "And now clear out. I'll see you at
dinner."
Dick bestowed the money in his pocket, and again turned toward
the door.
"You can always get rid of me on the same terms," he remarked
slyly. And then the young man gave evidence that he, too, had
some of his father's ability in things financial. For, in the
doorway he turned with a final speech, which was uttered in
splendid disregard for the packet of money he had just
received--perhaps, rather, in a splendid regard for it. "Oh,
Dad, please don't forget to give Sadie that five dollars I
borrowed from her for the taxi'.


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