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"You little silly!" she cried, with
surprising sharpness. "What on earth are you talking about? Eugene
Morgan's perfectly able to finance his own inventions these days."
"I'll bet he borrows money of Uncle George," the nephew insisted.
Isabel looked at him in grave perplexity. "Why do you say such a
thing, George?" she asked.
"He strikes me as that sort of man," he answered doggedly. "Isn't he,
father?"
Minafer set down his paper for the moment. "He was a fairly wild
young fellow twenty years ago," he said, glancing at his wife
absently. "He was like you in one thing, Georgie; he spent too much
money--only he didn't have any mother to get money out of a
grandfather for him, so he was usually in debt. But I believe I've
heard he's done fairly well of late years. No, I can't say I think
he's a swindler, and I doubt if he needs anybody else's money to back
his horseless carriage."
"Well, what's he brought the old thing here for, then? People that
own elephants don't take them elephants around with 'em when they go
visiting.


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