"
"Don't be too sure of that," interrupted Frank, with a triumphant
smile.
"Ha, young impudence!" exclaimed the squire, wheeling round.
"Who's to prevent me, I should like to know?"
"I am," said Frank boldly.
The squire fingered his cane nervously. He was very strongly
tempted to lay it on our hero's back. But he reflected that the
power was in his hands, and that he was sure of his revenge.
"You won't gain anything by your impudence," he said loftily. "I
might have got you a place, out of pity to your mother, if you
had behaved differently. I need a boy to do odd jobs about the
house, and I might have offered the place to you."
"Thank you for your kind intentions," said Frank, "but I fear the
care of this farm will prevent my accepting your tempting offer."
"The care of the farm!" repeated the squire angrily. "Do you
think I will delegate it to you?"
"I don't see what you have to do about it," said Frank.
"Then you'll find out," roared the squire. "I shall take
immediate possession, and require you to leave at once.
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