"And it's cigarettes that give your lips
that bad color. You must let me help you about that. When do you
start, John dear?"
"To-morrow night, and I'm afraid I'll be gone the best part of three
weeks. By that time, I ought to know something about Enoch, eh?"
For the first time Enoch grinned, a little sheepishly, to be sure, and
a little cynically. Nevertheless it was the first sign of tolerance he
had shown and Mr. Seaton was cheered by it.
"That will give time to get Enoch outfitted," said Mary. "We'll go up
to Best's to-morrow morning."
"This suit is new," said Nucky.
"It looks new," agreed Mrs. Seaton, "but a pronounced check like that
isn't nice for traveling. And you'll need other things."
"I got plenty of clothes at home, and I paid for 'em myself," Nucky's
voice was resentful.
"Well, drop a line to that Italian you've been living with, and tell
him--" began Mr. Seaton.
"Aw, he'll be doin' time in Sing Sing by the time I get back,"
interrupted Nucky, "and he can't read anyhow. I always 'tended to
everything but going to the bank for him."
"Did you really?" There was a pleasant note of admiration in Mrs.
Seaton's voice. "You must try to look out for Mr. Seaton then on this
trip.
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