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98 GRATIA’S TRIALS. of yours, and go honestly to work, as God intended every man should do. And as for lending you more money—or giving it to you, for that is about what it amounts to—l shall do nothing of the sort. If you want money, do as I do, and as your brother Hugo does—work for it. I shall settle no more bills of your contraction !” _ But, uncle,” stammered Mr. Robert Falconer, ‘‘ you wouldn’t see a fellow locked up ?” ) ‘‘Better locked up than at large, if this is the way you mean to conduct yourself,” said Uncle Ralph, testily. Robert pulled angrily at his mustache, and his eyes sparkled sullenly under their long, fair lashes. ‘ But,” he began. Mr. Miller interrupted him. ‘‘Will you have the goodness to leave the room?” he said, imperiously. ‘‘I would like to be alone for a little while, ” Robert rose and skulked, rather than walked, out of the room. On the threshold he passed a young man. ‘Mr, Miller?” said the new-comer, interrogatively. «*VYes—come in!” said Uncle Ralph, beginning to be a little out of patience. | ‘It’s a bill, sir, from Scheik & Maurice’s,” said the clerk, naming a fashionable millinery patronized by Mrs, Falconer and her daughter. ‘‘ Madame Maurice, sir, she ain’t seen a red cent o’ money these eight months—and four hundred and seventy-five dollars owing, sir, and Miss Alberta promising and promising, as soon as ever she could get the money from her uncle. So Madame Maurice, sir, she says better go to head- quarters at once,so here I be, sir, hoping no offense,” ‘Let me see your bill,” said Mr. Miller. He glanced at the items—it was the very bill, a copy of which Alberta had shown him six weeks ago, with a piteous entreaty for money. He had given her five hundred dollars, expressing at the same time his disapproval of allowing accounts to stand so long unsettled, and she had solemnly promised that cComicbooks:.com — —