"No, I can't say that," answered Homer Bulson smoothly. "But he doesn't want you to suffer. He said, if I saw you, I should give you some money."
"Thank you, but I can take care of myself."
"Have you money?"
"I can take care of myself; that is enough."
"Why don't you let me take care of you, Gertrude?"
"Because I do not like you, Mr. Bulson. How is Uncle Mark to-day?"
"About as usual. You must have upset him very much. Of course I don't believe you took any money out of his safe," went on Bulson. "I guess the guilty party was that young rascal who called on you."
"Nelson is no rascal. He is an honest boy."
"Nelson!" ejaculated the young man. "Is his name Nelson?"
"Yes. You act as if you had met him."