taken an interest in. She'd seen him on the beach here nearly every day. I got it out of her she meant to find a home for him—not in your house, not in any institution. The thing looked queer to me, and I said, 'Bring the boy here; I'm all alone in this big house and it'll be good for me.' She wouldn't consent at first; finally she agreed to it."
"Because you made her think that she could trust you. We all believed you'd buried that old family feud the way we had."
"Not with you, I hadn't. You married my granddaughter in spite of me; the boys on the Board could have told you to watch out."
Peewee's heart beat fast. He recollected the questions that Beman had asked him. Beman, it was beginning to appear, had already known the answer to those questions. Why then had he asked them? Was it to find out how much Peewee knew? Peewee had denied any knowledge of his father. So Beman had showed him to his father and at once sent him away. Why?
Beman's voice was again going on: "She
