"Yes, I was with him. Is the resemblance strong? I took very little
notice of him."

"You can look for yourself when you go back," answered the housekeeper.

"What else did my uncle say? Tell me all."

"He said: 'What would I give, Mrs. Bradley, if I had such a grandson?
If George's boy had lived, he would have been about Frank's age. And,"
continued the housekeeper, "I might as well speak plainly. You're my
master's heir, or ought to be; but if this artful boy stays here long,
there's no knowing what your uncle may be influenced to do. If he gets
into his dotage, he may come to adopt him, and leave the property away
from you."

"I believe you are quite right. The danger exists, and we must guard
against it. I see you don't like the boy," said John Wade.

"No, I don't. He's separated your uncle and me. Before he came, I used
to spend my evenings in the library, and read to your uncle. Besides,
when I found your uncle wanted a reader, I asked him to take my nephew,
who is a salesman in the very same store where that boy is a cash-boy,
but although I've been twenty years in this house I could not get him to
grant the favor, which he granted to that boy, whom he never met till a
few weeks ago."

"Mrs. Bradley, I sympathize with you," said her companion. "The boy
is evidently working against us both. You have been twenty years in my
uncle's service. He ought to remember you handsomely in his will. If