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Jack Ruthven's blind luck in
the draw.
"One moment," interrupted Selwyn, very gently; "do you mind saying
whether you banked my check and drew against it?"
"Why, no; I just endorsed it over."
"To--to whom?--if I may venture--"
"Certainly," he said, with a laugh; "to Mrs. Jack--" Then, in a flash,
for the first time the boy realised what he was saying, and stopped
aghast, scarlet to his hair.
Selwyn's face had little colour remaining in it, but he said very
kindly: "It's all right, Gerald; don't worry--"
"I'm a beast!" broke out the boy; "I beg your pardon a thousand times."
"Granted, old chap. But, Gerald, may I say one thing--or perhaps two?"
"Go ahead! Give it to me good and plenty!"
"It's only this: couldn't you and I see one another a little oftener?
Don't be afraid of me; I'm no wet blanket. I'm not so very aged,
either; I know something of the world--I understand something of men.
I'm pretty good company, Gerald. What do you say?"
"I say, _sure_!" cried the boy warmly.


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