. . . Next day, it happened that this same "Vendonah" or "Rides-Down-
Everything" became the subject of a chance conversation between Eugene
and his old friend Kinney, father of the fire-topped Fred. The two
gentlemen found themselves smoking in neighbouring leather chairs
beside a broad window at the club, after lunch.
Mr. Kinney had remarked that he expected to get his family established
at the seashore by the Fourth of July, and, following a train of
thought, he paused and chuckled. "Fourth of July reminds me," he
said. "Have you heard what that Georgie Minafer is doing?"
"No, I haven't," said Eugene, and his friend failed to notice the
crispness of the utterance.
"Well, sir," Kinney chuckled again, "it beats the devil! My boy Fred
told me about it yesterday. He's a friend of this young Henry Akers,
son of F. P. Akers of the Akers Chemical Company. It seems this young
Akers asked Fred if he knew a fellow named Minafer, because he knew
Fred had always lived here, and young Akers had heard some way that
Minafer used to be an old family name here, and was sort of curious
about it.
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