"I'm not your uncle any more! I disown you."
"I am willing to be disowned. You have not treated me rightly for years; in fact, ever since my father and mother died."
"I've done more for you than you deserved."
"You let me work like a slave for next to nothing. Now, if you think you are going to send me to prison on such a charge as this you are entirely mistaken."
"You come along with me, and you'll soon see."
"I am willing to come along; but you will get the worst of it, mark my words!"
After this we walked along in silence for a few feet. Now that he had me he was evidently at a loss what to do next.
"What brought you to Boston?" I asked, just to see what he would say.
"None of your business!"
"Oh; all right. I wondered how you knew I was here."