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fro, he used to say it was not worth

while He accepted old Mr Wright's responsibility as, meekly, he had

accepted his own, but he saw in it an open door

And that hy he went that evening to the Wright house It was a

irls

whispered to each other and slipped away to their rooms, and when they

were alone with their ht of her tears

that seeoodness and affection and cleverness "He read such learned books!

Why, that very last afternoon, ere all taking naps, he was

reading a big leather-covered book from your father's library, all

about the Nations And he couldover and over with tear-blinded eyes so the boy's possessions Buthoe it was he

had taken that notion to clean that dreadful pistol No wonder Lydia

and her sisters kept to the creatures, through the silent house, or out into the garden,

yellowing now and gorgeous in the September heats and chills