“I don’t see how she could have married such a man!”
“Nor I. He seems coarse, and is half the time under the influence of drink.”
“I wonder whether he has induced your mother to make a will in his favor,” said Wilson, thoughtfully. “If he did, I think her life would be in danger.”
Edward turned pale at this suggestion.
“I don’t care so much for the property,” he said, “but I can’t bear to think of my mother’s life as being in danger.”
“Probably your mother’s caution will serve her a good turn here also,” said Wilson. “It isn’t best to borrow trouble. I will keep watch, and if I see or hear of anything alarming I will write you. But now tell me about yourself. Are you at work?”
“Not just at present,” replied Edward, embarrassed.
“But I think I can get him another place in a day or two,” said Chester, quickly.
“If you need a little money, call on me,” added the warm-hearted Westerner. “You know you used to call me your uncle Nathaniel.”
“I wouldn’t like to borrow,” said Edward, shyly.