I may--find use for it--for a short time.

Would you take my note ?" Duane laughed.

He went on presently: "I wrote Naida the other day.

She has given me power of attorney.

What she has is there, any time you need it." His father hung his head in silence; only his colourless and shrunken hands worked on the arms of his chair.
"See here, father," said the young fellow; "don't let this thing bother you.