I'd like to wring his neck!" "I hope he will come to some bad end," said Mrs.Hill malignantly.
"If he had not come to the house none of this would have happened." Meanwhile Ben and his patroness had a satisfactory conversation.
"I hope you are satisfied with my management, Mrs.Hamilton ?" said our hero.
"You have done wonderfully, Ben.

Through you I am the richer by thirty-five thousand dollars at the very least, for the farm would have been dear at five thousand, whereas it was sold for forty thousand." "I am very glad you are satisfied." "You shall have reason to be glad.

I intend to pay you a commission for selling the place." "Thank you," said Ben joyfully.
He thought it possible Mrs.Hamilton might give him fifty dollars, and this would have been very welcome.
"Under the circumstances, I shall allow you an extra commission--say 10 per cent.

How much will 10 per cent.

amount to on forty thousand dollars ?" "Four thousand," answered Ben mechanically.
"Consider yourself worth fourth thousand dollars, then." "But this is too much, Mrs.Hamilton," said Ben, scarcely crediting his good fortune.
"Then give half of it to your mother," said Mrs.Hamilton, smiling.
"Now we can pay off the mortgage!" exclaimed Ben, joyfully.
"What mortgage ?" Ben told the story, and it aroused the lively sympathy of his patroness.
"As soon as the purchase money is paid," she said, "you shall have you commission, and sooner if it is needed.".