The $500 Check — page 252: what you’re looking at

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A BOARDING-HOUSE IN HARRISBURG. 233 ‘“Oh, Mr. Barton, how can you? Really, I shall have to complain to ma.”’ All this was very amusing to Bert, who had a natural love of fun, and quite understood An- gelica by this time, though, truch to tell, she was not difficult to read. When supper was over, Miss Stubbs said graciously: ‘‘Mr. Barton, if you are not pressed for time, will you linger a while? I play a little on the piano, and if you are fond of music, I will play for you. Usually i have to be in the store, but this is my evening off.” ‘I shall be glad to stay, Miss Stubbs. Iam fond of music.”’ ‘*Mr. Harding often lingered with me in the evening hours. He liked to hear me play.” * As Ino doubt shall.”’ ““Do you sing, Mr. Barton ?”’ ““No; I wish I did.’’ Miss Angelica’s piano was probably twenty- five years old, and was very much out of tune. But even if it had been a Chickering Grand, her playing would hardly have captivated a musical ear. She had little taste, and the les- Gomichoo <S)