11/36 I've no doubt that is why he left me in her care until I reached the age of discretion. Father's money has wrought the change. Aunty was as poor as a church mouse until father's death put her at the head of my household--it was mine, Hugh, even if I was only six years old. You know we could live pretty well on forty thousand a year." "You'll have a million or so when you're twenty-three, dear, and I'll venture to say your aunt has saved something in all these years." "Oh, she had at least two hundred thousand dollars by the will. |