Mrs. Ross had the grace to be ashamed, but was not moved in her resolution to get rid of her uncle.
“Of course,” she said, “I don’t forget the past. We will help pay your board in some town at a distance.”
“Why at a distance?”
“Because, if you were here, people might think it strange you didn’t stay with us, and my health won’t admit that.”
“I’m much obliged for your offer, Lucindy, but I prefer to make my own arrangements. I am going to stay here.”
“Then we shall not assist you,” said Mrs. Ross, angrily.
“I don’t wish you to. I can manage to pay my board, and I have already selected a boarding place.”
“Where do you expect to board?” asked Mrs. Ross, curiously.
“I’ll tell you when it’s settled.”
The next day Uncle Obed informed his niece that he was to board with Mrs. Gilbert. This was unwelcome news, because it would be a help to a family she disliked; but Uncle Obed was proof against any insinuations she was able to bring against Harry and his mother, and the day after he transferred himself to the clean and airy chamber in Mrs. Gilbert’s cottage.