Wharton had an
engagement, and asked her to tell Frank, when he arrived that he was
released from duty. Instead of this she received him in the library
herself.
"Probably Mr. Wharton will not be at home this evening," she said. "If
he does not return in half an hour, you need not wait."
She took up her work, seated in Mr. Wharton's usual place, and Frank
remained ready for duty.
"Mr. Wharton tells me you have a sister," she said.
"Yes, ma'am."
"You must find it hard work to provide for her as well as yourself."
"I do, or rather I did till I came here."
"How much does Mr. Wharton pay you?" she asked, in an indifferent tone.
"Five dollars a week," answered Frank.
"You are lucky that you have such a chance," she said.
"Yes, ma'am; it is more than I earn, I know, but it is a great help to
me."
"And how much do you get as cash-boy?"
"Three dollars a week."
"So you actually receive nearly twice as much for a couple of hours in
the evening as for the whole day."
"Yes, ma'am."
"What a pity Thomas can't have this chance," she thought.
When it was nine o'clock, she said:
"You need not wait any longer. Mr. Wharton will not be home in time to
hear you read."
"Good-evening, Mrs. Bradley," said Frank.
"Good-evening!" she responded, coldly.
"That boy is in the way," she said to herself, when she was left
alone. "He is in my way, and Tom's way. I can see that he is artfully
intriguing for Mr. Wharton's favor, but I must checkmate him. It's odd,"
she resumed, after a pause, "but there is something in his face and
voice that seems familiar to me. What is it?"
* * * * *
The following evening the housekeeper received another visit from her
nephew.
"How do, aunt?" said Thomas Bradley, carelessly, as he entered the
housekeeper's room.
"Very well, thank you, Thomas. I am glad you are here. I have been
wanting to see you."
"The old man isn't going to do anything for me, is he?"
"How can you expect it so soon? He doesn't know you yet. How much do you
think he pays the cash-boy that reads to him in the evening?"
"I don't know."
"Five dollars a week."
"I wouldn't give up my evenings for that," he said.
"It isn't so much the pay, Thomas, though that would be a help. He might
take a fancy to you."
"That might pay better. When are you going to introduce me?"
"This evening; that is, I will ask Mr. Wharton if he will see you."
Mrs. Bradley entered the library, where Fra
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