"
Seaton turned and slammed out of the cell. When Foley came to the door
a half hour later, Nucky was again sitting on the edge of the bunk,
staring sullenly at the floor.
"Come out o' this, Nucky," said the officer.
Nucky rose, obediently, and followed Foley into the next room. Mr.
Seaton was leaning against the desk, talking with Captain Blackly.
"Look here, Nucky," said Blackly, "this gentleman has been telephoning
the judge and the judge has paroled you once more in this gentleman's
hands. I think you're a fool, Mr. Seaton, but I believe in giving a
kid as young as Huntingdon the benefit of the doubt. We've all failed
to find a spark of decent ambition in him. Maybe you can. Just one
word for you, young fellow. If you try to get away from Mr. Seaton,
we'll get you in a way you'll never forget."
Nucky said nothing. His unboyish eyes traveled from one face to
another, then he shrugged his shoulders and dropped his weight to the
other hip. John Seaton, whose eyes were still smoldering, tapped Nucky
on the arm.
"All right, Enoch! I'm going to take you up to my house to meet Mrs.
Seaton. See that you behave like a gentleman," and he led the way into
the street. Nucky followed without any outward show of emotion.
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