Brave and Bold - The Fortunes of Robert Rushton by Horatio Alger
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"Just what I supposed. To guard against your making that mistake again,
let me have the key." "I'd rather keep it, if it's the same to you," said Paul, in alarm. "But it isn't the same to me. You see, Uncle Paul, you are growing old and forgetful, and might lock me in again. That would not be pleasant, you know, especially if the house should catch fire in the night." "What!" exclaimed Paul, terror-stricken, half suspecting his nephew contemplated turning incendiary. "I don't think it will, mind, but it's best to be prepared, so give me the key." The old man feebly protested, but ended in giving up the key to his nephew. "There, that's all right. Now I'll turn in. Good-night." "Good-night," responded Paul Nichols, and left the chamber, feeling more alarmed than ever. He was beginning to be more afraid and more distrustful of his nephew than ever. What if the latter should light on some of his various hiding places for money? Why, in that very chamber he had a hundred dollars in gold hidden behind the plastering. He groaned in spirit as he thought of it, and determined to tell his nephew the next morning that he must find another home, as he couldn't and wouldn't consent to his remaining longer. But when the morning came he found the task a difficult one to enter |
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