"O, well," said Mrs. Parlin, hopefully, "perhaps you can hire out to papa, and earn the rest."
"O, if he'll only let me! Won't you please ask him, mamma?" cried Willy, filled with a new hope. "Ask him, and get Love to ask him, too. I shouldn't dare do it, you know."
CHAPTER VII
THE BOY THAT CHEATED.
The next Monday Seth happened to go into the shed-chamber for a piece of leather to mend an old harness, and met Willy coming down the stairs with a basket full of old iron.
"Stop a minute, Willy. What have you got there?"
Willy would have obeyed at once, if it had not been for that lordly tone and air of Seth's, which always made him feel contrary.