“Look here!” interrupted Dunn, sharply, “did Caroline send you to me?”
“Caroline? No, no! She don’t know ’twas your automobile at all. I never said a word to her, ’tain’t likely. But afore she spent any of her money, I thought you’d ought to know, because I was sure you wouldn’t let her. That’s the way I’d feel, and I felt ’twas no more’n honest to give you the chance. I come on my own hook; she didn’t know anything about it.”
Malcolm drummed on the desk with nervous fingers. The flush remained on his face, his cigarette had gone out, and he threw the stump savagely into the wastepaper basket. Captain Elisha remained silent. At length the young man spoke.
“Well,” he growled, pettishly, “how much will it take to square things with the gang? How much damages do they want?”
“Damages? Oh, there won’t be any claim for damages, I guess. That is, no lawsuit, or anything of that kind. The Moriartys don’t know you did it, and there’s no reason why they should. I thought maybe I’d see to ’em and do whatever was necessary; then you could settle with me, and the whole business would be just between us two. Outside the doctor’s bills and food and nursin’ and such, all the extry will be just the old man’s wages for the time he’s away from the factory. ’Twon’t be very heavy.”
More reflection and finger tattoo by his companion. Then:
“All right! I’m in it, I can see that; and it’s up to me to get out as easy as I can. I don’t want any newspaper publicity. Go ahead! I’ll pay the freight.”
Captain Elisha arose and picked up his hat.
“That’s fust-rate,” he said, with emphasis. “I felt sure you’d see it just as I did. There’s one thing I would like to say,” he added: “that is, that you mustn’t think I was stingy about helpin’ ’em myself. But it wa’n’t really my affair; and when Caroline spoke of spendin’ her money and Steve’s, I didn’t feel I’d ought to let her. You see, I don’t know as you know it yet, Mr. Dunn, but my brother ’Bije left me in charge of his whole estate, and, now that I’ve decided to take the responsibility, I’ve got a sort of pride in not wastin’ any of his children’s inheritance. Good day, Mr. Dunn. I’m much obliged to you.”
He opened the office door. Malcolm, frowning heavily, suddenly asked a final question.