"What do you mean?
Find him? Reward him?"
"Eh? Why, naturally," the Billionaire replied, scowling at the
interruption. "His game of refusing his identity was, of course, just a
clever dodge on his part. He certainly must expect something out of it.
I have--er--set certain forces at work to discover him; and, as I say,
when I've done so, I will reward him liberally, and--"
"You'd better _not_!" ejaculated Kate, with animation. "He isn't the
sort of man you can take liberties with!"
"Hm? What now?" said Flint, with vexation. "What do _you_ know about
him?"
"Oh, nothing, nothing, father," the girl answered quickly. "Only, I
think you're making a mistake to try and force a reward on a man who
doesn't want it. But no matter," she added, her face tinged by a warmer
glow--which Flint was quick to see. "Forgive my interruption. Now, about
Wally?"
The old man peered intently at his daughter, a full minute, then with a
peculiar sinking at his heart, made shift to say:
"About Wally, yes; you simply don't understand.
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