“I don’t suppose, really, that there is any danger of the house being entered,” said Miss Peabody; “but still we shall feel safer with Andy in the house.”
“Why don’t you engage a man, Miss Sally?” asked the widow.
“The very man we engaged might rob us of the money.”
“But you might engage some one whom you knew.”
“Five hundred dollars would be a great temptation to one who was generally honest. No, Mrs. Gordon, I would much rather have Andy. If you will let him stay at our house to-night and to-morrow night, I will pay him for his trouble.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t ask anything for it, Miss Peabody!” said Andy.
“But I should insist on paying you all the same, Andy. My sister and I make it a rule never to ask a service of any one without paying for it. With our income as large as it is, we should think ourselves mean if we acted otherwise.”
“You are very different from your neighbor, Mr. Starr,” said Mrs. Gordon.
“I am really afraid that Mr. Starr is too fond of money,” said Miss Sally, mildly. “I don’t want to be too severe upon him, but I am afraid he is a little too close.”
“A little too close!” replied Andy. “He is the meanest man I ever met.”