"When we were in England she placed two thousand dollars in the bank to my credit. The money will be transferred to a Chicago bank in a few days."
"That will make three thousand dollars. You are doing well, Robert, but you deserve it. You have had no easy time of it, to defend Mrs. Vernon against that unscrupulous nephew of hers."
"I hardly think he will dare bother me again. He knows that I can have him locked up for the assault on me."
"What do you intend to do with your money?"
"I am going to let it rest in the bank for the present, until I see some good investment. I am adding a little to it every month from my salary."
"I am glad to see you haven't turned spendthrift, Robert," said Marden warmly. "Many a young fellow would have his head turned by so much good fortune."
"Well, I'll try to keep my head--and my money, too," rejoined the youth, with a laugh.
A pleasant talk lasting quarter of an hour followed, and then Marden said he would have to go.
"But you must call on me again, Robert," he said, as they parted. "Remember, I consider you very largely my boy still."
"And you must call on me," added our hero warmly. "I am sure Mrs. Vernon will be pleased to have you do so."