"You are paupers, whether you admit it or not."

"We are not," said the boy, indignantly.

"Where is your money? Where is your property?"

"Here, sir," said our hero, holding out his hands.

"I have two strong hands, and they will help me make a living for my
sister and myself."

"May I ask whether you expect to live here and use my furniture?"

"I do not intend to, sir. I shall ask no favors of you, neither for
Grace nor myself. I am going to leave the house. I only came back to get
a few clothes. Mr. Pomeroy has invited Grace and me to stay at his house
for a few days. I haven't decided what I shall do afterward."

"You will have to go to the poorhouse, then. I have no objection to your
making this visit first. It will be a saving to the town."

"Then, sir, we will bid you good-day. Grace, let us go."



CHAPTER V

A LITTLE MISUNDERSTANDING