“That means a thousand dollars a year, Walter.”
“Well, you can cut down my allowance. He can room with me. I’m sure he’d have a good influence over me and you often say you care more for that than you do for anything else.”
“I do, my boy. You’d better get ready for supper now. We’ll talk about this matter later.”
“What a generous boy Walter is!” said his mother fondly as her son departed.
“What makes you think that?” inquired her husband.
“Because he wants to help Dan. And Dan is a good boy. He is fond of Walter, and I hear that he is very good to his mother, who is a widow.”
“Likewise he struck out fifteen to-day,” retorted Mr. Borden quizzically.
“What makes you laugh?” demanded Mrs. Borden a little resentfully. “I’m sure I don’t know just what that means, but it must be something good.”