"It's about one
hundred and sixty."
Fanny showed a momentary dismay. "Why, how--"
"I lent Uncle George two hundred; I gave fifty apiece to old Sam and
those two other old darkies that worked for grandfather so long, and
ten to each of the servants here--"
"And you gave me thirty-six," she said thoughtfully, "for the first
month's rent, in advance."
"Did I? I'd forgotten. Well, with about a hundred and sixty in bank
and our expenses a hundred a month, it doesn't seem as if this new
place--"
"Still," she interrupted, "we have paid the first month's rent in
advance, and it does seem to be the most practical--"
George rose. "See here, Aunt Fanny," he said decisively. "You stay
here and look after the moving. Old Frank doesn't expect me until
afternoon, this first day, but I'll go and see him now."
It was early, and old Frank, just established at his big, flat-topped
desk, was surprised when his prospective assistant and pupil walked
in. He was pleased, as well as surprised, however, and rose, offering
a cordial old hand.
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