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"It is one of the best schools in this country," he declared."My father said so."Captain Zelotes picked up a pencil on his desk and tapped his chin lightly with the blunt end."Um," he mused."Well, I presume likely he knew all about it.""He knew as much as--most people," with a slight but significant hesitation before the "most.""Um-hm.Naturally, havin' been schooled there himself, I suppose.""He wasn't schooled there.My father was a Spaniard.""So I've heard....Well, we're kind of off the subject, ain't we? Let's leave your father's nationality out of it for a while.

And we'll leave the school, too, because no matter if it was the best one on earth you couldn't go there.I shouldn't feel 'twas right to spend as much money as that at any school, and you--well, son, you ain't got it to spend.Did you have any idea what your father left you, in the way of tangible assets?""No.I knew he had plenty of money always.He was one of the most famous singers in this country.""Maybe so."

"It WAS so," hotly."And he was paid enough in one week to buy this whole town--or almost.Why, my father--""Sshh! Sssh!"

"No, I'm not going to hush.I'm proud of my father.He was a--a great man.And--and I'm not going to stand here and have you--"Between indignation and emotion he choked and could not finish the sentence.The tears came to his eyes.

"I'm not going to have you or anyone else talk about him that way,"he concluded, fiercely.

His grandfather regarded him with a steady, but not at all unkindly, gaze.

"I ain't runnin' down your father, Albert," he said.

"Yes, you are.You hated him.Anybody could see you hated him."The captain slowly rapped the desk with the pencil.He did not answer at once.

"Well," he said, after a moment, "I don't know as I ought to deny that.I don't know as I can deny it and be honest.Years ago he took away from me what amounted to three-quarters of everything that made my life worth while.Some day you'll know more about it than you do now, and maybe you'll understand my p'int of view better.No, I didn't like your father-- Eh? What was you sayin'?"Albert, who had muttered something, was rather confused.However, he did not attempt to equivocate."I said I guessed that didn't make much difference to Father," he answered, sullenly.

"I presume likely it didn't.But we won't go into that question now.What I'm tryin' to get at in this talk we're having is you and your future.Now you can't go back to school because you can't afford it.All your father left when he died was--this is the honest truth I'm tellin' you now, and if I'm puttin' it pretty blunt it's because I always think it's best to get a bad mess out of the way in a hurry--all your father left was debts.He didn't leave money enough to bury him, hardly."The boy stared at him aghast.His grandfather, leaning a little toward him, would have put a hand on his knee, but the knee was jerked out of the way.

"There, that's over, Al," went on Captain Zelotes."You know the worst now and you can say, 'What of it?' I mean just that: What of it? Bein' left without a cent, but with your health and a fair chance to make good--that, at seventeen or eighteen ain't a bad lookout, by any manner of means.It's the outlook _I_ had at fifteen--exceptin' the chance--and I ain't asked many favors of anybody since.At your age, or a month or two older, do you know where I was? I was first mate of a three-masted schooner.At twenty I was skipper; and at twenty-five, by the Almighty, I owned a share in her.Al, all you need now is a chance to go to work.

And I'm goin' to give you that chance."

Albert gasped."Do you mean--do you mean I've got to be a--a sailor?" he stammered.

Captain Zelotes put back his head and laughed, laughed aloud.

"A sailor!" he repeated."Ho, ho! No wonder you looked scared.

No, I wan't cal'latin' to make a sailor out of you, son.For one reason, sailorin' ain't what it used to be; and, for another, Ihave my doubts whether a young feller of your bringin' up would make much of a go handlin' a bunch of fo'mast hands the first day out.No, I wasn't figgerin' to send you to sea...What do you suppose I brought you down to this place for this mornin'?"And then Albert understood.He knew why he had been conducted through the lumber yards, about the hardware shop, why his grandfather and Mr.Price had taken so much pains to exhibit and explain.His heart sank.

"I brought you down here," continued the captain, "because it's a first-rate idea to look a vessel over afore you ship aboard her.