Revenge! by Robert Barr
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Dick looked sharply at his mother for a moment, then he said: "Well,
what does father want to know about the club? Does he wish to join?" "I didn't say your father----" "No, you didn't say it; but, my dear mother, you are as transparent as glass. I can see right through you and away beyond. Now, somebody has been talking to father about the club, and he is on the war-path. Well, what does he want to know?" "He said it was a gambling club." "Right for once." "Oh, Dick, is it?" "Certainly it is. Most clubs are gambling clubs and drinking clubs. I don't suppose the True Blues gamble more than others, but I'll bet they don't gamble any less." "Oh, Dick, Dick, I'm sorry to hear that. And, Dick, my darling boy, do you----" "Do I gamble, mother? No, I don't. I know you'll believe me, though the old man won't. But it's true, nevertheless. I can't afford it, for it takes money to gamble, and I'm not as rich as old Hammond yet." "Oh yes, Dick dear, and that reminds me. Another thing your father feared was that Mr. Hammond might come to know you were a member of the club. It might hurt your prospects in the bank," she added, not wishing |
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