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“That is another question that you have no business to ask.”

“I’d like to know how I’d ever learn anything if I didn’t ask questions? That’s the way I come to be so wide-awake.”

The young lady, who had been a little angry at his questions, could not help laughing.

“You are an odd boy,” she said. “If I was in want of a confidant I might accept you. I will tell you this much; I am engaged.”

“Well, now, that’s bad,” said Will. “Can’t you break with the feller? Give him the sack. Tell him you’ve a notion to go to Californy, and don’t want no company. Sling him somehow.”

“Why should I?” she asked, turning her brilliant brown eyes on Will.

“Now, don’t look at me that way or I can’t tell you,” he said, with affected bashfulness. “Jist turn your eyes away for a minute.”

“Well, go on,” she replied, turning away.

“I like you, gal, and there’s no joke in that. Can’t you jist sling the other feller, and wait for me? I’m goin’ to be a rich man, you can bet on that.”

“Do you want an answer now?” she asked, in a constrained tone.