"How do you know?"
"I found out. And who do you suppose he gives it to?"
"I don't know."
"His step-mother—step-mother!" and there was a strange tone in his voice whether of contempt or pity, Ann could not tell.
"Perhaps she is old and helpless," she said.
"Well, suppose she is, she's only his step-mother. If a man ever expects to get ahead he must save his pennies and let them make other pennies for him. That's the way to make money."
"I guess you know, John." Ann answered rather absently.