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Bushell explained that he wished his partner to have the money that evening, and she had to agree to let Frank carry it to him as soon as he got home. The Boy's Town was built on two sides of a river. Mr. Bushell's store was across the river from where the Bakers lived, and she said she did not want the child to have to go through the bridge after dark.
His father was sitting out on the front porch when he reached home, and he asked Frank if he had got rid of his money, and what Mr. Bushell's partner had said. Frank told him all about it, and after a while his father asked, "Well, Frank, do you like to have the care of money?" "I don't believe I do, father." "Which was the greater anxiety to you last night, Mr. Bushell's money, or your brother?"
There was not likely to be anybody in it, at the worst, but Indian Jim, or Solomon Whistler, the crazy man, and he believed he could run by them if they offered to do anything to him. He meant to walk as slowly as he could, until he reached the bridge, and then just streak through it. That was what he did, and it was still quite light when he reached Mr. Bushell's store.
He wanted to get rid of that money so badly, for it was all he had to worry about, after he had got rid of his brother, that he was out of breath, almost, by the time he reached Mr. Bushell's store. But even then he could not get rid of the money. Mr. Bushell had told him to give it to his partner, but his partner had gone out into the country, and was not to be back till after supper.
Povy's, but he being at dinner and full of company we retreated and went into Fleet Street to a friend of his, and after a long stay, he telling me the long and most perplexed story of Coronell and Bushell's business of sugars, wherein Parke and Green and Mr.
At last he finished, and he looked at Frank over the top of his spectacles. "Two thousand?" he asked. "That's what Mr. Bushell said," answered the boy, and he could hardly get the words out. "Well, it's all here," said Mr. Bushell's partner, and he put the money in his pocket, and Frank turned and went out of the store.
He did not say anything at all about Mr. Bushell's money or seem to think about it till Frank asked: "I'd better take it right straight over to his store, hadn't I, father?" His father said he reckoned he had, and Frank started away on the run again.
By this time his father had gone home to supper, and he found him there with his two younger brothers, feeling rather lonesome, with Frank's mother and his sisters all away. But they cheered up together, and his father said he had done right not to leave the money, and he would just step over, after supper, and give it himself to Mr. Bushell's partner.
Merceron?" she asked, glancing up at Charlie, who was puffing happily at a cigar. "Yes," he answered, "I'm very regular." "And did you see anyone? "I saw Millie Bushell." "Miss Bushell's hardly ghost-like, is she?" "We'll," said Charlie meditatively, "I suppose if one was fat oneself one's ghost would be fat, wouldn't it?" Mrs. Marland, letting the problem alone, laughed softly.
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