I know, of course, if you give up your college work, part of your salary would naturally pass to the person who, for the time, undertakes your duties, and I have been thinking that a simple plan would be to rent this house." The idea was not quite agreeable to Simeon-the old house was part of himself; he had been born there; his love for his mother overflowed into every rickety chair; but the common-sense commercial value of the scheme made him regard Deena with revived respect. "It is hardly practicable," he said.

"In the first place, it is too old-fashioned to attract, and, in the second, there is no market for furnished houses at Harmouth." "Mrs. Barnes would take it, I fancy," said Deena.

"She is the mother of the student who was hurt last week in the football match. She is trying everywhere to find a furnished house so that she can take care of him and yet let him stay on here. I think we could rent it, Simeon, and I should need so little-so very little to keep me while you are gone.