The $500 Check — page 45: what you’re looking at

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32 THE $500 CHEOR, ‘¢ Of course I would, Uncie Jacob,’’ answered Mrs. Barton, heartily. ‘‘I hope you didn’t think so poorly of me as to Coubt it.” ‘“No, I was sure you hadn’t changed so much since you were a girl. Well, Mary, I ey, some time remind eg of your prom- ise.’ “You won’t need to remind me, Uncle Jacob. I was afraid Albert would take you wholly away from us.”’ “‘So he might if I were as rich as he thinks iam; but now let us talk about other things. Remember, I haven’t heard any family news for many years, and I havea erat many ques- tions to ask.”’ The rest of the evening was spent in such conversation as Uncle Jacob suggested, and when he had occasion to look at his watch, he started in surprise. ‘Bless my soul!’’ he exclaimed. “It is nearly ten o’clock. I ought tobe getting back to Albert’s.’’ ‘*Then Bert shall accompany you as far as the house. It will be lonely to go alone.” Uncle Jacob reached Squire Marlowe’s houas GOomichoo <=) (E(@)