"Yes, mother, I have reason to be. Is—is Mr. Brandon home?"
"Yes; he is up-stairs lying down," answered Mrs. Brandon, with a sigh.
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Grit rose and closed the door.
"I don't want him to hear what I'm going to tell you," he said. "Mother, I have been very lucky to-day."
"I suppose Mr. Jackson was liberal."
"I should say he was. Guess how much money I have in this wallet, mother."
"Five dollars."
"Multiply that by twelve."
"You don't mean to say that he gave you sixty dollars?" inquired his mother quickly.
"Yes, I do. See here," and Grit displayed the roll of bills.
"You are, indeed, in luck, Grit. How much good this money will do us. But I forgot," she added, her expression changing to one of anxious solicitude2.
"What did you forget, mother?"
"That your father—that Mr. Brandon had returned."
"What difference will that make, mother? I suppose, of course, it will increase our expenses."
"If that were all, Grit."
"What is it, then, you fear, mother?"
"That he will take this money away from you."
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"I should like to see him try it," exclaimed Grit, compressing his lips.
"He will try it, Grit. He said only an hour ago that you would have to account to him for your daily earnings3."
"Doesn't he mean to do any work himself?"
"I fear not. You know what sort of a man he is, Grit. He probably means to live on what we can earn, and spend his time and what money he can get hold of at the tavern4."
"And he calls himself a man!" said Grit disdainfully.
"I am afraid our quiet, happy life is at an end, Grit," sighed his mother.
Grit did not answer for a moment, but he looked stern and determined5. Finally, he answered:
"I don't want to make any disturbance6, mother, or to act improperly7, but I feel sure that we ought not to submit to such treatment."
"What can we do, Grit?"
"If Mr. Brandon cares to stay here we will provide him a home, give him his board, but, as to supplying him with money, we ought not to do it."
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"I agree with you, Grit, but I don't see how we can help it. Mr. Brandon is a man, and you are only a boy. I don't want you to quarrel with him."
"I won't if I can help it. By the way, mother, I don't think it will be prudent8 to leave all this money in the house."
"What can we do with it?"
"I will put it out of my hands. Perhaps I had better not tell you what I am going to do with it, for Mr. Brandon might ask you, and it is better that you should be able to tell him that you don't know."
"You are right, Grit."
"I will attend to that matter at once, mother. I will be back in half or three-quarters of an hour," and the young boatman hurried from the house.
He bent9 his steps to the house of his particular friend, Fred Lawrence, the son of a lawyer in the village. Mr. Lawrence was rated as wealthy by the people in the village, and lived in a house quite as good as Mr. Courtney's, but his son Fred was a very different style of boy. He had no purse-pride, and it never occurred to him that Grit was unfit to[Pg 57] associate with, simply because he was poor, and had to earn a living for himself and his mother by ferrying passengers across the Kennebec. In fact, he regarded Grit as his most intimate friend, and spent as much time in his company as their differing engagements would allow.
Phil Courtney, though he condescended10 to Grit, regarded Fred as his social equal, and wished to be intimate with him; but Fred did not fancy Phil, and the latter saw, with no little annoyance11, that the young boatman's company was preferred to his. It displayed shocking bad taste on the part of Fred, but he did not venture to express himself to the lawyer's son as he would not scruple12 to do to the young ferryman.
Naturally, when Grit felt the need of advice, he thought of his most intimate friend, and sought the lawyer's house.
He met Fred on the way.
"Hello, Grit!" said Fred cordially. "Where are you going?"
"I was going to your house."
"Then turn round, and we will go there."
"I can talk with you in the street. I want your advice and help."
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"My advice is probably very valuable," said Fred, smiling, "considering my age and experience. However, my help you can rely upon, if I can give it."
"Your stepfather?"
"Yes; I am sorry to say that there is that tie between us. I presume you know where he has spent the last five years?"
"Yes," answered Fred.
"Of course, I am glad for his sake that he is free; but I am afraid he is going to give us trouble."
"How does he appear?"
"I have not seen him yet."
"How's that?"
"He only arrived to-day, and I was absent when he reached home."
"Does he mean to live here?"
"I am afraid so; and, what is more, I am afraid he means that mother and I shall pay his expenses. He has already told mother that he shall require me to account to him for my daily earnings."
"That will be hard on you."
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"Yes; I need all I can make to pay our daily expenses, and I don't feel like letting mother suffer for the necessaries of life in order to supply Mr. Brandon with money for drink."
"You are right there, Grit. I sympathize with you; but how can I help it?"
"That is what I am coming to. I want to deposit my money with you—that is, what I don't need to use."
"I suppose you haven't much. It might not be well to trust me too far," said Fred, smiling.
"I have sixty dollars here, which I would like to put in your hands—that is, all but two dollars."
"Sixty dollars! Where on earth did you get so much money, Grit?" asked his friend, opening his eyes wide in astonishment14.
"You deserve it all, Grit," he said, "for your brave deed."
"Don't flatter me, Fred, or I may put on airs like Phil Courtney. But, to come back to business—will you do me this favor?"
"Of course, I will. Father has a safe in his[Pg 60] office, and I will put the money in there. Whenever you want any of it, you have only to ask me."
"Thank you. That will suit me. I shan't break in upon it unless I am obliged to, as I would like to have it in reserve to fall back upon."
"Come and take supper with us, Grit, won't you?" asked Fred cordially.
"Thank you, Fred; not to-night. I haven't seen Mr. Brandon yet, and I may as well get over the first interview as soon as possible. We shall have to come to an understanding, and it is better not to delay it."
"Good night, then; I shall see you to-morrow, for I am going to Portville, and I shall go over in your boat."
"Then we can have a chat together. Good night."
"I wish you wouldn't call him by that name," said his wife. "He wouldn't like it."
"I shall call him what I please. Hasn't he been in?"
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"Yes, Grit has been in."
"Grit?"
"That's a nickname the boys have given him, and as everybody calls him so, I have got into that way."
"Oh, well, call him what you like. Has he been in?"
"Yes."
"Where is he now?"
"He went out for a short time. I expect him in every minute."
"Did he leave his day's earnings with you?"
"No," answered Mrs. Brandon, with a troubled look. "He has the best right to that himself."
"Has he, hey? We'll see about that. I, as his stepfather and legal guardian18, shall have something to say to that."
Mrs. Brandon was not called upon to reply, for the door opened just then, and the young boatman stood in the presence of his worthy19 stepfather.
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n.沙粒,决心,勇气;v.下定决心,咬紧牙关 | |
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