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not through. That boy must be saved and I’m going to save him—” he paused as if searching for some expression to denote the firmness of his intention. Dave supplied it. “Hell or high water,” he said.
Trueman smiled. “Thank you,” he said.
“I calc’late we better get us a lawyer,” said Dave. “There’s young Craig Browning—just moved here…. Kind of sweet on your daughter, ain’t he? Don’t appear to be so busy he’s turnin’ away work…. My guess is he’ll take this one free gratis to keep him from bein’ homesick.”
“I will pay what is necessary,” said Trueman with a little access of dignity. He knew the offer was generous beyond his means; that it was rather a splendid thing. It gave him a certain pleasurable satisfaction…. Wilkins saw and understood and appreciated the simplicity of the man; liked him better for a touch of human weakness.
“We’ll pay,” he said, “but payin’ won't be necessary. Browning can do with the advertising.”
“Always imputing unworthy motives,” said Trueman.
“Motives,” said Dave, “make the world go ’round.”
As they passed the post office an elderly gentleman emerged, accompanied by a little girl. He
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