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He
hurried
out
again
and
ran
to
his
father
's
bank
.
It
was
after
banking
hours
;
but
he
knew
how
to
get
in
,
and
he
knew
that
his
father
would
be
glad
to
see
him
make
thirty
dollars
.
He
only
wanted
to
borrow
the
money
for
a
day
.
"
What
's
the
trouble
,
Frank
?
"
asked
his
father
,
looking
up
from
his
desk
when
he
appeared
,
breathless
and
red
faced
.
"
I
want
you
to
loan
me
thirty-two
dollars
!
Will
you
?
"
"
Why
,
yes
,
I
might
.
What
do
you
want
to
do
with
it
?
"
"
I
want
to
buy
some
soap
--
seven
boxes
of
Castile
soap
.
I
know
where
I
can
get
it
and
sell
it
.
Mr.
Dalrymple
will
take
it
.
He
's
already
offered
me
sixty-two
for
it
.
I
can
get
it
for
thirty-two
.
Will
you
let
me
have
the
money
?
I
've
got
to
run
back
and
pay
the
auctioneer
.
"
His
father
smiled
.
This
was
the
most
business-like
attitude
he
had
seen
his
son
manifest
.
He
was
so
keen
,
so
alert
for
a
boy
of
thirteen
.
"
Why
,
Frank
,
"
he
said
,
going
over
to
a
drawer
where
some
bills
were
,
"
are
you
going
to
become
a
financier
already
?
You
're
sure
you
're
not
going
to
lose
on
this
?
You
know
what
you
're
doing
,
do
you
?
"
"
You
let
me
have
the
money
,
father
,
will
you
?
"
he
pleaded
.
"
I
'll
show
you
in
a
little
bit
.
Just
let
me
have
it
.
You
can
trust
me
.
"
He
was
like
a
young
hound
on
the
scent
of
game
.
His
father
could
not
resist
his
appeal
.
