"Yes; do you want to see it now?"

"I should like to."

"Come upstairs and I will show you the room."

The room proved to be small, and by no means neat in appearance, but
the rent was only a dollar and a quarter a week, and Frank felt that he
could not afford to be particular, so he quickly closed the bargain.

The next day, about eleven o'clock in the forenoon, he was surprised at
seeing Mrs. Bradley enter the store and thread her way to that part of
the counter where her nephew was stationed. She darted one quick look at
him, but gave him no sign of recognition. His heart sank within him, for
he had a presentiment that her visit boded fresh evil for him.



CHAPTER XV

FROM BAD TO WORSE


Frank's misgivings were not without good cause. The housekeeper's call
at the store was connected with him. How, will be understood from a
conversation which took place that morning between her and John Wade.

"It's a relief to get that boy out of the house, Mrs. Bradley," he said
at the breakfast table.