"And then Sarah will have to come here?"
"Sarah will have to do what I say she shall do," answered Uncle Daniel. "And Albert and Ellie and Weezy. Everybody will have to do what I say they shall do."
Jacob Kalb gazed at him with admiration and delight. Daniel Swartz always found some way of accomplishing what he wished. It was true that he had not succeeded in adopting William Wenner. But he had succeeded in punishing William, only Jacob knew how well.
If it had not been for that knowledge, Jacob Kalb would not have been looking forward with such delight to living in the Wenner house, instead of walking back and forth each night and morning to the house of his wife's father, three miles away, where he lived now.
He rose to go home, not at all certain that Sarah was not waiting for him outside the door with her shot-gun.
"In the morning you are to go early into town with me," said Uncle Daniel. "At six o'clock we will start."
"You ought to bring a little hat for Albert," said Aunt 'Liza when the door was closed.
"No, sir," answered her husband. "I bring him perhaps a little candy or peanuts, but no more. Not till he is here to stay. I brought William sometimes presents, suits, I brought him, and a little cap, and shoes, and once such a little velocipede, and what did I get? No, sir. When Albert is here to stay, then I get him some things."
When supper was over, he sat down before the fire. He seemed to be brooding over William's ingratitude.
"Shoes, I bought him, and candy. And what did I get for it?"