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Flowing Gold

CHAPTER V
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Ma says you got a hull gripful o' di'mon's." "I have, indeed." Gray pointed to the glittering display still spread out upon the varicolored counterpane.
Briskow approached the bed and gazed curiously, silently down at the treasure, then his face broke into a sunshiny smile.

He wiped his hands upon his trousers legs and picked up a ring.

But instead of examining the jewel, he looked at the price mark, after which his smile broadened.
Ozark had entered behind his father, and his sister introduced him now.
He was a year or two younger than Allegheny, but cast in the same heroic mold.

They formed a massive pair of children indeed, and, as in her case, a sullen distrust of strangers was inherent in him.

He stared coldly, resentfully, at Gray, mumbled an unintelligible greeting, then rudely turned his back upon the visitor and joined his father.
The elder Briskow spoke first, and it was evident that he feared to betray lack of conservatism, for he said, with admirable restraint: "Likely-lookin' lot of trinkets, eh, Bud ?" Bud grunted.


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