y to convince himself he had heard aright.
"Why, what the h--ll tarnation do you mean?"
Alfred was frightened, his voice trembled and sounded unlike his own,
but he was determined.
"Father, I want to talk to you, come upstairs to my room."
If Alfred had not been so earnest, the scene would have been a laughable
one, as it was like burlesquing many similar scenes when the parent
addressed the boy in the same words. Alfred walked up the steps very
slowly, hoping thereby to cause the parent to follow. It was a long time
(to Alfred) ere the father entered the room.
"What's the trouble now?" began the man, as he gazed inquiringly at the
boy.
"Who is this man Palmer whom you are so greatly taken up with?" inquired
Alfred.
"Why, what's that to you? He's a friend of mine."
"Has he a show?" was the boy's next query.
"A show? Not a show like you know anything of. He has a painting, a work
of art, that will be exhibited soon."
"Father, you have always berated, abused and condemned shows and show
people. Did this man Palmer borrow money from you?"
The father was confused. He reddened as he stammered: "No--no--not much.
You see he is a poor devil of an artist, he would rather paint than eat;
he has spent years of his life on a painting. He has a fortune almost in
his hands and I loaned him a little money to buy glue and colors to
finish his painting. I tell you, he is a genius; why, the roller the
pictures work on is one of the most ingenious contrivances you ever saw
and it's simple, it can be applied to other uses. No man but a genius
like Palmer would have thought of it."
This and much more information he gave Alfred. By his manner Alfred
could readily see that the parent was greatly interested in Palmer and
his scheme--for Alfred felt such it was.
"Well, then, father, you have changed your mind as to shows?"
"Who said I had? No, I have not changed my mind as to shows! Who told
you I had? But your Uncle Will, who thinks more of you than you think he
does, has persuaded me to give you your own way a little more and if you
want to go with Palmer I will consent to it after I see Palmer and put
you under his charge. He must control you just as I want you controlled.
He is a man who knows how to manage boys; he is a man you can depend
upon and I don't mind you going with him if it can be arranged to suit
me and your mother. I am glad you asked my consent and did not run off,
like you threatened to do wit
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