"Thank you, aunt. I am tall enough to look over my mother's head."
"As Edgar is taller than I. Your mother tells me you meet Edgar sometimes."
"Yes, Aunt Lucy," returned Mark smiling, "but he doesn't care to be very intimate with his poor relations."
Mrs. Talbot looked grave.
"You won't suspect me of the same feeling, Mark?" she said.
"No; you are too much like mother."
"I am glad to hear that you are doing well."
"Yes; I have been fortunate."
"I wish you were in a better position. Perhaps Mr. Talbot might interest himself to get you a better place."
"No, aunt, don't ask him. I have other friends who will help me when I wish to make a change. For the present I am content to remain as I am."