33/51 You take warnin' by that, young feller. Riches endureth but for a season, ef you scatter them araound on lugsuries--" "But to lose everything--everything," said Penn. "What can you do then? "You read a little less an' take more int'rust in your vittles, and you'll come nearer earnin' your keep, Penn." Harvey, jammed among the fishermen, felt a creepy, crawly, tingling thrill that began in the back of his neck and ended at his boots. He was cold, too, though it was a stifling day. |