He was with him in the City when he took his poor pension about from dealer to dealer trying to sell it.

He succeeded at last, and hence the money." "He has sold his pension!" cried Harold, with his hands to his face.

"My dear old dad has sold his pension!" He rushed from the room, and burst wildly into the presence of his parents once more.

"I cannot take it, father," he cried.

"Better bankruptcy than that.