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that he was cramped for spaceโ€”very much like an owl in the cage of a canary.

โ€œGood morning, Squire Leech,โ€ said the widow.

โ€œGood morning, ma'am. I apprehend you know my errand.โ€

โ€œI suppose you come for the interest, Squire Leech.โ€

โ€œYou are quite right. Of course you are prepared to pay it.โ€

Though the squire said โ€œof course,โ€ he by no means expected that it would be ready, nor, for reasons which we know, did he desire it. He was rather discomfited, therefore, when Mrs. Carter said: โ€œDid you bring a receipt with you, squire?โ€

โ€œA receipt in full?โ€ queried the great man.

โ€œYes, sir.โ€

โ€œAre you prepared to pay the whole today?โ€

โ€œYes, sir.โ€

This ought to have been gratifying intelligence, but it was not. The squire looked quite crestfallen.

โ€œNo, I didn't bring a receipt,โ€ he said, slowly.

โ€œI'll bring writing materials,โ€ said Herbert, promptly.

He left the room, but appeared almost instantly with pen, ink, and paper.

The squire sat down to the table with a disappointed air, and slowly wrote the required document.

โ€œHe seems sorry to receive the money,โ€ thought Herbert, who was quick in reading the faces of others. โ€œI wonder why?โ€ and he gazed at the visitor in some perplexity.

The squire received the money, and handed the widow the receipt. Still he did not seem inclined to go. He was thinking how to broach the subject of selling the house.

โ€œMrs. Carter,โ€ he began, โ€œforty-five dollars a year seems a good deal for you to pay.โ€

โ€œYes, it is considerable,โ€ said the widow, surprised. Could it be that he intended to reduce the interest? That did not seem like him.

โ€œFor one in your circumstances I mean, of course. You've got to earn your own living, and your son's.โ€

โ€œHerbert does his share,โ€ said the mother. โ€œWhen he is older I shall feel quite easy.โ€

โ€œBut that time is a good way off. I've been thinking of your case, Mrs. Carter, and as a man of business I see my way clear to offer you a little advice.โ€

โ€œI shall be thankful for any advice, squire,โ€ said the widow, meekly. โ€œOf course your judgment in business matters is much better than mine.โ€

Herbert listened to this conversation with eager interest. What could the squire mean to advise?

โ€œI've been thinking,โ€ said the squire, deliberately, โ€œthat it would be a good plan for you to sell this house.โ€

โ€œTo sell it!โ€ repeated Mrs. Carter, in surprise. โ€œBut where could I live?โ€

โ€œYou might hire a couple of rooms for yourself and Herbert.โ€

โ€œI don't see how mother would gain anything,โ€ interrupted Herbert. โ€œShe would have to pay rent.โ€

โ€œVery true, but she would get some money down for the house, over and above the mortgage.โ€

โ€œI don't know as anybody would want to buy it,โ€ said Mrs. Carter.

โ€œI would take it off your hands, simply to oblige you,โ€ said the squire, with an air of extraordinary consideration. โ€œI don't know that it would be of any particular use to me. I might not get a tenant. Still, I am better able to take the risk than you are to keep it.โ€

โ€œHow much would you be willing to pay for it?โ€ asked Herbert, who somehow suspected that the squire was more selfish than benevolent in the plan he had broached.

โ€œWhy,โ€ said Squire Leech, assuming a meditative look, โ€œover and above the mortgage, I would be willing to pay three hundred dollars cash.โ€

โ€œThat would make the value of the place only ten hundred and fifty dollars,โ€ said Herbert.

โ€œWell, you don't consider it worth any more than that do you?โ€

โ€œMy husband considered it worth fifteen hundred dollars,โ€ said the widow. โ€œIt cost him that.โ€

The squire laughed heartily. โ€œReally, my dear madam, that is utterly preposterous. Fifteen hundred dollars! Why, that is ridiculous.โ€

โ€œIt cost that,โ€ said Herbert, sturdily.

โ€œI very much doubt it,โ€ said the squire. โ€œI don't believe it cost a cent over twelve hundred dollars.โ€

โ€œI have my husband's papers to show that it cost fifteen hundred,โ€ said the widow.

โ€œThen all I have to say is, he was outrageously cheated,โ€ said the squire. โ€œI believe I know as much about real estate as any man in town,โ€ he proceeded, pompously. โ€œIndeed, I own more than any other man. I assure you, on my word, I have offered you a very good price.โ€

โ€œI would rather not sell,โ€ said the widow, gently, but decidedly.

โ€œI will increase my offer to eleven hundred, including the mortgage,โ€ said the squire, who saw the prize slipping through his fingers, and felt it necessary to bid higher. โ€œEleven hundred dollars. That's three hundred and fifty dollars cash!โ€

โ€œMother, I am sure you won't think of selling for any such sum,โ€ expostulated Herbert.

โ€œNo,โ€ said his mother, โ€œI don't want to sell.โ€

โ€œYou stand very much in your own light, ma'am,โ€ said the squire, impatiently; โ€œand you, Herbert, are too young to offer any advice on such a subject.โ€

โ€œI don't see why,โ€ said Herbert, independently. โ€œI ought to feel interested in such a matter.

โ€œYou are a boy, and have no judgment. Boys of your age should be seen and not heard,โ€ said the squire, sternly.

โ€œI can see what is best for my mother's interest,โ€ said Herbert.

โ€œI decline to discuss the matter with you. I consider your interference impertinent,โ€ said the squire, becoming angry.

โ€œOh, Herbert!โ€ said his mother, who was a little in awe of the great man of the village, โ€œbe respectful to Squire Leech.โ€

โ€œI mean to be,โ€ said Herbert, โ€œbut I'm sure he's wrong in thinking I have nothing to do with this matter.โ€

โ€œReflect again, Mrs. Carter,โ€ persisted the squire, โ€œof the advantages of my proposal. Think how comfortable you would feel in knowing that you had three hundred and fifty dollars on interest in the savings bank. I admit that I may not offer you quite as much as the place cost, but houses never fetch their first cost. I've made you a very fair offer, ma'am, very fair.โ€

โ€œI won't say

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