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Rning his chair so that he faced Hardy, "an old scoundrel like you
tryin' to corrupt a nice young feller like him! Don't you know money you
get like that won't do you no good?" "It's his--Gilbert Jones's," cried
"Red," "and I ain't goin' to be party to robbin' him of it!" "Hooray!"
yelled Uncle Henry. "That's the boy! I knew you was like that. You're
all right!" And he backed into the alcove, happier than he had been in a
long time. "You hear that?" Hardy said to his daughter. "I do," she
answered, "and he's right." "What's that?" said her surprised father.
"It is Gil's, and to take advantage of him isn't fair. You know it as
well as I do, too!" She stamped her little foot. "Say, you don't think
you love him again, do you?" Hardy wanted to know. From the alcove,
Uncle Henry cried: "That's the idea! And if the poor sucker'd only marry
her--" But Angela interrupted: "It isn't him I care for. It's--" She cut
herself off, and could have bitten out her tongue for thus revealing her
heart. "Angela!" c