"Rich!" repeated Paul.
"Yes; at any rate, you have got this farm, and more money hidden away than you will ever use. I am poor. You can spare me this money here as well as not."
"It is all I have."
"I know better than that. You have plenty more, but I will be satisfied with this. Remember, I am your sister's son."
"I don't care if you are," said the old man, doggedly.
"And you owe me some help. You'll never miss it. Now make up your mind to give me this money, and I'll go away and leave you in peace."
"Never!" exclaimed Paul, struggling hard to free himself.
"You won't!"
His uncle repeated the emphatic refusal.
"Then I shall have to put it out of your power to carry out your threat."