The longer Cappy pondered the thought of asserting his authority as
boss and defying Skinner, the more impossible the alternative became.
Also the longer he thought of having Matt Peasley kept out of the
business by Skinner, the higher rose his gorge, for Cappy had yearned
for a son like Matt Peasley and been denied. Now when he had planned
successfully to do the next best thing and have Matt for a son-in-law,
to be blocked by Skinner was unbearable. All Cappy could do was to
search vainly for an "out," and in the interim, whenever he met Matt
Peasley at his home, he carefully avoided all reference to Matt's
future in the Blue Star employ for which, by the way, Matt was
eternally grateful. He did not care to talk business with Cappy for a
month as yet. He was too happy with Cappy's daughter.
Another month passed. Cappy grew thin and lost his relish for his
food. Then Florence, being a woman, began to see, looming out of the
rose-tinted mist of her happy dreams, a huge interrogation mark.
She wondered what her father intended doing for her future husband;
and since she was accustomed to bossing her parent she spoke to Cappy
about it, thereby increasing his mental agony.
About the same time Matt Peasley commenced to wonder also, but forbore
to mention the subject to Cappy.
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