“But I shall need it to pay the interest to Squire Leech. He will call for it today.”
“How much it is?”
“Twenty-two dollars and a half.”
“You forget the gold I handed you last week.”
“I don't like to use it, Herbert; I want you to use it for yourself.”
“I am as much interested in paying the interest as you, mother. Don't I occupy the house?”
Seeing that Herbert was in earnest, Mrs. Carter overcame her scruples, and laid aside enough of the money to make up the amount required.
About five minutes of twelve Squire Leech was seen advancing to the front door with slow, pompous steps.
“There he comes, mother!” said Herbert. “I'll open the door.”
“Is your mother at home, Herbert?” asked the squire, in a dignified tone.