CHAPTER XVI
AN INTERRUPTED BUT PROPERLY FINISHED PROPOSAL OF MARRIAGE
Jack’s first opportunity for a quiet talk with his brother did not occur for an hour after the game.
“I don’t like to worry you while you’re resting, Sam,” he began, “but I’ll have to tell you that the Flatbush deal seems likely to drop through. It reaches a head to-morrow, you know.”
Sam Turner grabbed for his watch.
“It can’t drop through!” he vigorously declared. “I’ll go right up there to-night and look after it.”
“But you’re on your vacation,” protested Jack. “That’s no way to rest.”
“On my vacation!” snorted Sam. “Of course I am. I’m not losing a minute of my vacation. The proper way to have a vacation is to do the thing you enjoy most. Don’t you suppose I’ll enjoy closing that Flatbush deal?”
“Certainly,”
