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36170	Cullum, Ridgwell	The Son of his Father			.txt	text/plain	104378	8886	89	Gordon laughed at the imperturbable smile on his father's face, but he "I'm going away for six months--as a five-cent-cigar man," Gordon went "I guess you sure had some good time," said a deep, musical voice at To Gordon's mind Hazel Mallinsbee attached far greater importance to "Guess your father's takin' a big chance," said Mallinsbee thoughtfully. Just for one moment Hazel Mallinsbee looked him straight in the eyes. "It looks like--David Slosson," said Hazel, in a hard voice. and Gordon realized the angry light shining in the man's eyes. "There's no free hand for anybody in this thing, Gordon, boy," said "Just sore over things," said the old man, with a sobering of the eyes. Gordon swung round, and Mallinsbee turned his smiling, twinkling eyes "His father?" Hazel turned her smiling, inquiring eyes upon the man Gordon's eyes shot a whimsical smile across at Hazel's father.	./cache/36170.txt	./txt/36170.txt