You know I never had one, papa. And it would be nice to be
near Aunt Sally; she's getting old and needs us."
"Yes; she undoubtedly does," said Bassett, with faint irony.
Her daughter's rapid fire of suggestions wearied Mrs. Bassett. She
turned to Harwood:--
"Mr. Bassett and Marian have been telling me, Mr. Harwood, that Aunt
Sally went back to college with Sylvia Garrison after Professor Kelton's
death. Poor girl, it's quite like Aunt Sally to do that. Sylvia must be
very forlorn, with all her people gone. I think Aunt Sally knew her
mother. I hope the girl isn't wholly destitute?"
"No, the Professor left a small estate and Miss Garrison expects to
teach," Dan answered.
"Dan is the administrator," remarked Bassett "I'm sure you will be glad
to know that Miss Garrison's affairs are in good hands, Hallie."
"Aunt Sally is very fond of you, Mr. Harwood; I hope you appreciate
that," said Mrs Bassett. "Aunt Sally doesn't like everybody."
"Aunt Sally's a brick, all right," declared Marian, as an accompaniment
to Dan's expression of his gratification that Mrs. Owen had honored him
with her friendship.
"It's too bad the girl will have to teach," said Mrs. Bassett; "it must
be a dog's life."
"I think Miss Garrison doesn't look at it that way," Harwood
intervened. "She thinks she's in the world to do something for somebody;
she's a very interesting, a very charming young woman.
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