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And dad had caught me when I'd all but overdrawn my account at the bank. I was always doing that, for dad paid the bills. That last night with Barney MacTague hadn't been my night to win, and I'd dropped quite a lot there. And oh, what's the use? I was broke, all right enough, and I was hungry enough to eat the proverbial crust.
Somehow, things were different or I was different. At first I thought it was because Barney MacTague was away cruising around the Hawaii Islands, somewhere, with a party. I came near having the Molly Stark put in commission and going after him; but dad wouldn't hear of that, and told me I'd better keep on dry land during the stormy months.
Dad laughed harder than I'd ever heard him before; you see, he knew the range, and the picture rose up before him all complete. I told that same yarn afterward to Barney MacTague, and there was nothing to it, so far as he was concerned. He said: "Lord! they must have been an out-at-heels lot not to have any clothes of their own." Now, what do you think of that?
At last Barney MacTague dared me to drive the Yellow Peril past the dead-line down by the Pavilion and on up the hill to Sutro Baths.
I don't know where Frosty was, all through that long day's ride; for me, I was back in little old Frisco, with Barney MacTague and the rest of the crowd; and part of the time, I know, I was telling dad what a mess he'd made of bringing up his only son. That night we slept in a shack at the river "Pochette Crossing" was the name it answered to and shared the same bed.
I used to tell Barney MacTague, when he thought it queer that I knew so little about dad's affairs, that dad was a fireproof safe, and Crawford was the combination lock. But perhaps it was the other way around; at any rate, they understood each other perfectly, and no other living man understood either.
And Montana has the reputation of being rather beastly in early March I knew that much. I caught a car down to the Olympic, hunted up Barney MacTague, and played poker with him till two o'clock that night, and never once mentioned the trip I was contemplating.
I turned, a bit dazed with the unexpected interruption, and saw that it was Edith Loroman, whom I had last seen in the East the summer before, when I was gyrating through Newport and all those places, with Barney MacTague for chaperon, and whom I had known for long. Edith had chosen to be very friendly always, and I liked her only, I suspected her of being a bit too worldly to suit me.
And I could sympathize some with Barney MacTague; only, his girl had a crooked nose and no eyebrows to speak of, so he hadn't the excuse that I had. Take a girl with eyes like Beryl A couple of days after that days when I hadn't the nerve to go near the little butte Frosty drew six months' wages and disappeared without a word to anybody.
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