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"Don't mind that," cheered Mr.
Beverly, but he sighed as he said it.
"I thought so much of your father
that I refused to take his note. It
was a loan of friendship and I am
glad I did it"
"So," went on Lane, "I have come
to work out the debt."
"To work it out?" repeated Mr.
"Just that I am young. I have
ability. I have a proposition to make
to you. I understand that you have
no income, no prospects, nothing but
your home here. I make you the plain
prpposition to allow me the privilege
of sustaining your household . ex
penses until my father's estate is def
initely settled up. All I ask is a roof
to shelter me, the happiness of con
tributing to your comfort and that of
your family until you get strong and
"That will never be," mourned Mr.
Beverly sorrowfully. "No, no1 I
cannot accept the servitude of your
"The privilege, you mean, sir," de
murred Lane proudly.
At all events, so it was settled a
strange agreement. Marcia B6verly
from the first treated Lane as an un
derling, a trespasser, but she made
no effort to assist in sustaining the
family, although she was an expert
musician. All the work of the house
was left to her young sister. Ora, a
sweet, energetic little-creature, tried
hard to atone for her sister's conduct
to Lane by being friendly, even-more,
almost sisterly, toward the guest she
honored for his rare devotion to the
interests of the family.
"Your work must be very exact
ing," said gentle Ora to Lane one day.
"Not at all," disclaimed the ener
getic young fellow cheerily. "You
mean the night work?"
"Yes, Mr. Griscom."
"Oh, I always craved the literary
life," he evaded, for evasion it was,
and the Beverlys understood that "he
was doing something on a newspa
Lane left the house 5 ever after
noon. He reached home at 6 the fol
lowing morning. He was neat as a
pin as he sallied forth. He returned
in the same trim. He would sleep
for eight hours, and this was his reg
Marcia seemed to devote her after
noons to visiting old aristocratic
friends, bemoaning the cruel fall of
the family from opulence to penury,
as she termed it She never seemed
to experience the least sentiment of
gratitude toward Lane, who provided
the means not only to maintain the'
household in comfort, but at times in
The two hours generally passed in
the afternoon in the house with Ora
became a period of real pleasure with
Lane. As to Mr. Beverly, from the
day that Lane came into their home
with his bright, cheery ways, the old
man seemed to take a new interest in
"He is a noble son of a truly good
man," said Mr Beverly one evening
when Lane was absent, and Marcia's
lip "curled, but Ora joined in the
praises of her father.
One evening Marcia and Ora re
ceived an invitation to accompany a
party of friends on a novel nocturnal
"Not slumming," Ora told her
father. "The Driscolls are going to
visit the great steel works at the edge
of the city. They say it is a wonder
ful sight, the furnaces, the molten
casting beds. You won't be lone
some if I go with Marcia, father,
"Not a bit of it, my love," answered
Mr. Beverly. "Lane has brought me
an excellent book and I shall fully
enjoy a few hours of quiet, entertain
So Marcia and Ora went with the
Driscolls in their automobile. The
leader of the party was a stockhold
er in the great plant Its operation
in full activity was a marvelous spec
tacle. "And here' explained the guide.
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