? ? ? ? "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?"
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? ? ? ? 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.
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