Ralph Granger's Fortunes by William Perry Brown
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use of forever brooding over old scores? Come round and see me.
Perhaps I can put you in the way of earning a living." The captain patted Ralph on the shoulder, started off, but called back: "If my uncle and your great uncle made fools of themselves by carving each other up, that is no reason you and I should keep up the folly. We are not in the mountains now--thank goodness!" Though much relieved at Shard's apparently amicable way of taking things, Ralph was not altogether comfortable. "It was a close pull," he thought. "Suppose he had got mad when he pumped out of me who I was? If Mr. Quigg goes on to the coast, I'll stick by him. I'm going to get away from that old feud, if I have to go to Jericho." As he arrived at this vague geographical decision, he beheld Sam approaching with a second load. While they were unloading, Mr. Quigg came up on foot. He soon paid the darky off, then took a survey of their surroundings. "This is not a bad stand for a day or two," said he to Ralph. "We'll put up the tent first; then, while I fix up things inside, you can go about and stick up some posters. I'll put a few ads. in the newspapers and, there you are--see?" Ralph did not see except dimly, yet he assented readily and began to feel quite an interest in his new occupation already. The tent was soon stretched and the large skylight adjusted. Some of |
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