"Well, I am poor—am I not?"
"Then who paid for your brother studying medicine in Germany?"
"Uncle Roosevelt. He is very fond of Frank."
"Is your Uncle Roosevelt rich?"
"I believe so. Very rich, and very miserly."
"Has he sons and daughters?"
"No; we are his nearest relatives."
"Then, perhaps, he will leave you his fortune, Grace."
"Hardly, I think. He may remember Frank in his will; but there is no telling. He is very eccentric."
"Grace, I hope he won't leave it to you," said Eeny soberly.