“I won’t. I didn’t tell you that I found a note of his for ninety dollars among father’s papers.”
“No. You don’t expect to get it?”
“Of course not; but I can hold it over his head for nearly two years yet.”
Her face brightened. “And make him let me go to school! That isn’t a bad scheme.”
“We’re doing great things in schemes to-day. Let’s go through the old Works!” He seized her hand and they tore down the hillside, until they stood, out of breath, before the nailed gates.
Grim and gaunt the building faced them. Boards were nailed over the broken windows, and there were gaping sags in the roof.
Ben found an aperture in the fence, and they squeezed themselves through it into the yard.
“Here,” he cried, “is where they dumped the ore! Beth, millions have lain were we are standing!”
She did not appear to be greatly impressed by this dramatic statement, and nervously glanced about.