Bob Younger's Fate — page 40: what you’re looking at

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BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. 31 “Thousands of them are made and lost every day, my boy, and that, too, in as legitimate a way as you please. It only requires a little nerve and good common sense. By the way, how much are you worth?” this somewhat curiously. Theo looked uneasily at the floor. ‘““Not quite so much as I was a month ago.”’ “Oh, ho! been gambling and drinking a little, I see. How much has the fair Queen won from you, old fellow?”’ “Oh, not a great deal,’’ said Theo, buying to look Grea eaiaiecs ‘‘Better fess up, take an inventory of your losses, and then cut her acquaintance. Handling edged tools is a dangerous occupation, and you'll find Miss Trainer possessed of as keen an edge as any woman you ever met.’’ “Why, then, did you introduce me to her?’’ “Simply because I believed you capable of taking care of yourself, and because I thought you needed amusement in Miss Ferry’s absence; I didn’t, ex- pect that you would squander your money and go mooning over any such woman as the Queen.” “Tam not so badly struck as you imagine,”’ said Theo, stiffly. ‘‘Perhaps not, but badly enough not to wish your intended bride to know anything about your esca- pade.”’ Howard refiected a moment. “That’s so,’’ he said, after awhile. ‘‘You’re about right, Stark; I guess ’U go there no more. While I’ve been loyal enough to Myra in my heart, I can see how plainly my actions have spoken in the other direction. The Queen and I shall be strangers here- after.’’ Gomicbooks (E(0) mm.