30/41 Father never liked him, either, in the old days; and yet--and it's odd, too--he was the means of the old gentleman's making the most of his money." "He? But, so far as that goes, father started him toward wealth, I suppose. At least, he was poor enough before the mine was sold." "What are you talkin' about? Sellin' the Kanakas glass beads and calico for pearls and copra--two cupfuls of pearls for every bead. Anyhow, that's the way the yarn goes." "I can't help that. |