"
"Madam," said Squire Haynes, now thoroughly enraged, "you are a
woman, and can say what you please; but as for this young rascal,
I'll beat him within an inch of his life if I ever catch him out
of your presence."
"He is under the protection of the laws," said Mrs. Frost
composedly, "which you, being a lawyer, ought to understand."
"I'll have no mercy on you. I'll sell you up root and branch,"
said Squire Haynes, trembling with passion, and smiting the floor
with his cane.
"At all events the house is ours to-day," returned Mrs. Frost,
with dignity, "and I must request you to leave us in quiet
possession of it."
The squire left the house in undignified haste, muttering threats
as he went.
"Good, mother!" exclaimed Frank admiringly. "You turned him out
capitally. But," he added, an expression of dismay stealing over
his face, "what shall we do?"
"We must try to obtain a loan," said Mrs. Frost, "I will go and
see Mr. Sanger, while you go to Mr. Perry. Possibly they may help
us. There is no time to be lost.
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