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Kent had given him he had the ten dollars sent him by his uncle, and not only that, but a little loose change which he had earned. "Well, are you going to get out?" asked Abner Holden. "It's nothing to me whether you take dinner or not." "Yes, I guess I will." "Very well," said Holden, who had a reason for being pleased with his decision. Both went into the tavern.
Surely, with the ponies and the monkey they could have a great deal of sport during the two weeks that yet remained before school would begin, and Toby felt thoroughly happy. But his happiness was changed to alarm very soon after he entered the house, for the doctor was there again, and, from the look on the faces of Uncle Daniel and Aunt Olive, he knew Abner must be worse.
"What beats me," said Hiram, "is how he knew all about the Ricker family." "Simple enough," said Strout with a sneer, "That ass Abner told him the whole business. He never could keep his mouth shet. That's the reason I wouldn't give him a job in this store." Mr. Strout extinguished some of the lights, locked the door, and resumed his seat by the stove. "Ain't you going home?" asked Hiram.
But Abner had not heard the first speaker; he was too much occupied with tying his wife's arms to the chair, a proceeding she could nowise interfere with, since his heavy foot was set upon her dress so as to hold her own feet in helpless fixedness.
Judge Truax leaned across his desk and said, simply, that it lay in his power to sentence the prisoner to not less than two years' confinement in the state penitentiary, or for the remainder of his life. "Before I deliver sentence on you, Abner Barrow," he said with an old man's kind severity, "is there anything you have to say on your own behalf?"
The boys were only too glad to avail themselves of this permission, and Toby said to Abner: "I want to see if I can find Ella, an' you stay here till I come back." "I'll keep him right here by me," said Mrs. Treat, "and he'll be safe enough."
"Indeed it is, and it is but another example of how the widow is oppressed. If poor Abner was only alive! But now that he is gone, people think that they can do what they like with a lonely widow." "What, has any one been trying to injure you, Mrs. Marden?" "Yes, that's just it. Tom Dunker is the one, and he's trying to get the lighthouse from me."
Arthur Abner had met Lord Ormont in the street, had spoken of the rumour of Memoirs promised to the world, hinted at the possible need for a secretary; "Lord Ormont would appoint a day to see Mr. Weyburn." Lady Charlotte considered that to be as good as the engagement. "So we keep you in the family," she said. "And now look here: you ought to know my brother's ways, if you're going to serve him.
"We'll go on with the circus now," he said to Abner, "for I can take you with me in this team, an' you can stay in it all the time we're practising so's it'll be 'most as good as if you could do something towards it yourself." Abner was quietly happy; the tender, thoughtful care that had been bestowed upon him since his mishap had been such as, in his mind at least, repaid him for all the pain.
And as soon as Clytie entered upon the particulars of her last slumming trip through the river wards she began to discover the difference. She chanced to mention incidentally certain low-grade places of amusement. "What!" cried Abner; "you go to theatres and such theatres?" "Surely I do!" cried Clytie in turn, no less disconcerted than Abner himself. "Surely I go to theatres; don't you?"
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