"If your father had the money, of course he'd need every cent of it, especially just now, and, anyhow, you could scarcely expect him to give it to you, unless you told us what you want with it.

But he hasn't got it." "All right," Walter said; and after standing a moment more, in silence, he added, impersonally, "I don't see as you ever did anything much for me, anyhow either of you." Then, as if this were his valedictory, he turned his back upon them, walked away quickly, and was at once lost to their sight in the darkness.
"There's a fine boy to've had the trouble of raising!" Adams grumbled.
"Just crazy, that's all." "What in the world do you suppose he wants all that money for ?" his wife said, wonderingly.

"I can't imagine what he could DO with it.

I wonder----" She paused.

"I wonder if he----" "If he what ?" Adams prompted her irritably.
"If he COULD have bad--associates." "God knows!" said Adams.