22/24 Now that Willits was with her, as every one said, she would never write him again. He was a fool to expect it, he thought, and he sighed heavily. That is, a friend of mine has--or will." "You have!" cried Harry with a start. He was interested now--not for himself, but for St.George: no penny of his uncle's should ever go to pay his debts. "Where did the money come from ?" "Never you mind where the money came from. |