"He did!" Ralph was all attention now. "And did he mention any names, sir?"
"I did not hear the whole talk. I believe he spoke of scaring the widow to death."
"I thought so!" returned Ralph, bitterly.
"Why, Ralph, do you know anything of this affair?"
"Indeed I do, sir. The widow he spoke of was my mother. Less than two weeks ago he smashed nearly every pane of glass in our cottage!"
"Really, is it possible!" ejaculated Mr. Larkins. "He must be a thoroughly bad boy."
"He is, sir.
"Did you suspect him?"
"I did. But I had no proofs, and he is rich, while we are poor."
"That doesn't make it right to smash windows," said the young lady, Mr. Larkins' niece.