And yet, Caroline, I--I think I'd ought to say--He hesitated. What could
he say? Even a hint might lead to embarrassing questions and he had
promised Dunn.
"What ought you to say?" asked his niece.
"Why, nothin', I guess. I'm glad you understand matters a little better
and I don't intend for the estate nor you to pay these Moriarty bills.
Just get 'em off your mind. Forget 'em. I'll see that everything's
attended to. And, later on, if you and me can, by puttin' our heads
together, help those folks to earnin' a better livin', why, we will,
hey?"
The girl smiled up at him. "I think," she said, "that you must be one
who likes to hide his light under a bushel."
"I guess likely a two-quart measure'd be plenty big enough to hide mine.
There! there! We won't have any more misunderstandin's, will we? I'm a
pretty green vegetable and about as out of place here as a lobster in
a balloon, but, as I said to you and Steve once before, if you'll
just remember I AM green and sort of rough, and maybe make allowances
accordin', this cruise of ours may not be so unpleasant. Now you
run along and get ready for dinner, or the Commodore'll petrify from
standin' so long behind your chair."
She laughed, as she turned to go. "I should hate to have him do that,"
she said.
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