“He’s very impudent,” said James.
“I’m glad he’s gone,” said Imogene.
“Very probably you will never meet again,” said her father; “if you do, you can be very distant.”
Poor Tom! A few hours had made a great difference in the demeanor of the Davenports toward him. Such is life!
CHAPTER XVI
NEW PLANS.
IT MUST not be supposed that Tom cared nothing for the loss of his fortune. He was old enough to know the value of money, and to realize the great difference it would make in the life that lay before him. But he was one of those who think it foolish to cry over spilled milk, and he at once resolved to make the best of his position. As to the loss of such friends as the Davenports, he cared little. He had always understood that they cared for him only because he was rich, and he was neither astonished nor disappointed at the change which had come over them.
He made two other calls and then returned to his boarding-house. He went up-stairs to his room and packed his trunk. As he was thus engaged, Mr. Middleton tapped at the door.
“Come in,” said Tom.