The $500 Check — page 58: what you’re looking at

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UNOLE JACOB’S WALKING PAPEBS. 43 my valise, and then I'll go over to Mary Barton’s.”’ ‘‘Thank Heaven! Ive got rid of him,”’ mused the squire, as from the doorway he saw Uncle Jacob walking slowly down the street. ‘Tl was afraid he’d mention that money he lent father. With twenty-seven years’ in- terest it would amount to a good deal of money—more than I could wellspare. I don’t think I shall hear from it again.’’ ‘*Has he gone, Albert?’’ asked Mrs. Mar- lowe, returning to the breakfast-room. ‘Yes ; I told him you were indisposed, and couldn’t stand excitement.’’ ‘“No matter what you told him, as long as we are rid of him.’’ GOmMmichoo (E(0) <S