26/31 Without looking at his son, he said slowly: "I ain't disputing that, boy. It ain't the question." There was tremendousness in his restrained energy and intensity as he went on: "What I'm thinking about is whether I ought to keep on _helping_ you to 'develop' yourself, as you call it. That's what won't let me rest." And he abruptly walked away. "I don't think he's quite well, Artie," she said reassuringly. |