锘挎澀宸炴寜鎽╀繚鍋ユ妧甯?
You disappeared, carrying away two thousand dollars, leaving me penniless.”

“Of course I was wrong. Still you had the claim, out of which you made a good deal more within a short 鏉窞澶滅敓娲诲幓鍝噷鐜?time.”

“When you left me,” said the hermit, quietly, “it looked as if it were worthless. That it proved otherwise, was my good 鏉窞瑗挎箹闃佽鍧沠ortune.”

“I won’t argue the matter, Uncle Anthony. I was young and heedless.”

“Wicked would be a better word.”

“And I have had bad luck; I am

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almost penniless now. If you would be willing to help me鈥斺€?

“To what extent do you want help?” asked Anthony, abruptly.

“If you could lend me fifty dollars, it would set me on my feet.”

“And in a week or two 鏉窞spa淇℃伅 you would be coming back for more.”

“Upon my honor鈥斺€?

“How much honor have you?” asked his uncle, contemptuously. “Would you like to go West?”

“Yes.”

“Then I will give you the means of getting there.”

Lyman was under the impression that his uncle proposed to hand him a sum of money, out of which he decided to buy a western ticket if it suited his convenience; Uncle Anthony would be none the wiser.

“Yes, uncle, if you will give me a hundred dollars, I will go to Chicago, and seek 鏉窞鎸夋懇蹇澶氬皯閽?there a chance to make an honest livelihood.”

“Very well.”

Old Anthony took out a memorandum book, tore a leaf from it, and wrote a few lines, which he handed to his nephew.

“What is this?” asked Lyman, suspiciously.

“It is an order on a friend of mine in New York for a Chicago railroad ticket.”

“And the money?”

“He will give you an order on a firm 鏉窞妗戞嬁 in Chicago for the balance of the money, which will be paid you there.”

Lyman’s countenance fell. It was clear that the trick which he 鏉窞KB浼氭墍 intended to play on his uncle would be impossible.

“It seems to me,” he said, “it would be better to give me the money at once.”

“I don’t think so.”

“I hope you have no suspicions of my good faith.”

“I won’t express my opinion on that subject. I will only say that the arrangement I have suggested suits me best.”

“Well,” said Lyman, slowly, “I 鏉窞瓒虫荡缃?will try to win your good opinion. I am afraid I have not money enough to get back to the city.”

He had over ten dollars in his pocket at that moment, but it struck him that he had a good excuse for securing a little more.

The hermit smiled contemptuously.

“Then suppose I had had no money to give you鈥攈ow would you have got back to the city? Perhaps you meant 鏉窞TY璁哄潧 to stay with me?”

“I will, Uncle Anthony, if you desire it.”

“Thank you. I won’t trouble you.”

“I should have had to walk back.鏉窞姘寸枟spa浼氭墍鎺掑悕 But, uncle, I can’t leave you without a word of warning.”

“Well?”

“That boy, Mark, I am sure is scheming to rob you.”

“What do you know of Mark?”

“I know the reputation

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he bears in the town. I know he has been discharged from the shoe-shop.”

“Who told you?”

“Two boys whom I met. One is the son of Mark’s employer.”

“I know the boys you mean. 鏉窞spa绮炬补鎸夋懇 They dislike Mark, but I prefer him to them.”

A noise was heard at the door, and Mark entered.

He looked in surprise at the visitor, whom he instantly recognized.

“You see, Mark