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"
Well
,
while
I
was
in
Chicago
at
the
Union
League
Club
,
I
met
a
young
man
who
is
related
to
us
,
a
cousin
of
you
three
children
,
by
the
way
,
the
eldest
son
of
my
brother
Asa
,
who
is
out
in
Denver
now
,
I
understand
.
I
have
n't
seen
or
heard
from
him
in
thirty
years
.
"
He
paused
and
mused
dubiously
.
"
Not
the
one
who
is
a
preacher
somewhere
,
Daddy
?
"
inquired
Bella
,
looking
up
.
"
Yes
,
the
preacher
.
At
least
I
understand
he
was
for
a
while
after
he
left
home
.
But
his
son
tells
me
he
has
given
that
up
now
.
He
's
connected
with
something
in
Denver
--
a
hotel
,
I
think
.
"
"
But
what
's
his
son
like
?
"
interrogated
Bella
,
who
only
knew
such
well
groomed
and
ostensibly
conservative
youths
and
men
as
her
present
social
status
and
supervision
permitted
,
and
in
consequence
was
intensely
interested
.
The
son
of
a
western
hotel
proprietor
!
"
A
cousin
?
How
old
is
he
?
"
asked
Gilbert
instantly
,
curious
as
to
his
character
and
situation
and
ability
.
"
Well
,
he
's
a
very
interesting
young
man
,
I
think
,
"
continued
Griffiths
tentatively
and
somewhat
dubiously
,
since
up
to
this
hour
he
had
not
truly
made
up
his
mind
about
Clyde
.
"
He
's
quite
good
-
looking
and
well-mannered
,
too
--
about
your
own
age
,
I
should
say
,
Gil
,
and
looks
a
lot
like
you
--
very
much
so
--
same
eyes
and
mouth
and
chin
.
"
He
looked
at
his
son
examiningly
.
"
He
's
a
little
bit
taller
,
if
anything
,
and
looks
a
little
thinner
,
though
I
do
n't
believe
he
really
is
.
"
At
the
thought
of
a
cousin
who
looked
like
him
--
possibly
as
attractive
in
every
way
as
himself
--
and
bearing
his
own
name
,
Gilbert
chilled
and
bristled
slightly
.
For
here
in
Lycurgus
,
up
to
this
time
,
he
was
well
and
favourably
known
as
the
only
son
and
heir
presumptive
to
the
managerial
control
of
his
father
's
business
,
and
to
at
least
a
third
of
the
estate
,
if
not
more
.
And
now
,
if
by
any
chance
it
should
come
to
light
that
there
was
a
relative
,
a
cousin
of
his
own
years
and
one
who
looked
and
acted
like
him
,
even
--
he
bridled
at
the
thought
.
Forthwith
(
a
psychic
reaction
which
he
did
not
understand
and
could
not
very
well
control
)
he
decided
that
he
did
not
like
him
--
could
not
like
him
.
"
What
's
he
doing
now
?
"
he
asked
in
a
curt
and
rather
sour
tone
,
though
he
attempted
to
avoid
the
latter
element
in
his
voice
.
