“Where are you going, Paul?” asked Aunt Hester.
“Up-stairs for a moment.”
Paul speedily returned, bearing in his hand a small blue bank-book, with his name on the cover.
He took out his pencil and figured a few minutes.
“Uncle Hugh,” said he, looking up, “when I get a hundred dollars more, I shall have enough to pay father's debt.”
“Principal and interest?”
“Yes, principal and interest; reckoning the interest for a year to come.”
“I did not suppose you had so much money, Paul. You must have been very economical.”
“Yes, Uncle Hugh more so than I have wanted to be, oftentimes; but whenever I have been tempted to spend a cent unnecessarily, I have always called to mind my promise made to father on his deathbed, and I have denied myself.”
“You have done well, Paul. There are few who would have had the resolution to do as you have.”