I have a mother to provide for, and I shall send home six dollars a week regularly." "That doesn't make any difference!" exclaimed Conrad, in excitement.
"It's awfully mean of aunt to treat you so much better than she does me." "You mustn't say that to me," said Ben.

"She has been kind to us both, and I don't like to hear anything said against her." "You're not going to tell her ?" said Conrad suspiciously.
"Certainly not," said Ben indignantly.

"What do you take me for ?" "Some fellows would, to set Aunt Hamilton against me." "I am not so mean as that." "I am glad I can depend on you.

You see, the old lady is awfully rich--doesn't know what to do with her money--and as she has no son, or anybody nearer than me and mother, it's natural we should inherit her money." "I hope she will enjoy it herself for a good many years." "Oh, she's getting old," said Conrad carelessly.

"She can't expect to live forever.