Part 2 (2/2)

”The widow Rushton's son?”

”Yes; he's a low scoundrel,” said Halbert bitterly.

”What made him break it?”

”He struck me with it hard enough to break it, and then threw the pieces on the ground. I wouldn't mind it so much if he were not a low factory boy, unworthy of a gentleman's attention.”

”How dared he touch you?” asked Mrs. Davis, angrily.

”Oh, he's impudent enough for anything. He walked home with Hester Paine last evening from the writing school. I suppose she didn't know how to refuse him. I met him just now and told him he ought to know his place better than to offer his escort to a young lady like Hester. He got mad and struck me.”

”It was very proper advice,” said Mrs. Davis, who resembled her son in character and disposition, and usually sided with him in his quarrels.

”I should think Hester would have more sense than to encourage a boy in his position.”

”I have no doubt she was bored by his company,” said Halbert, who feared on the contrary that Hester was only too well pleased with his rival, and hated him accordingly; ”only she was too good-natured to say so.”

”The boy must be a young brute to turn upon you so violently.”

”That's just what he is.”

”He ought to be punished for it.”

”I'll tell you how it can be done,” said Halbert. ”Just you speak to father about it, and get him dismissed from the factory.”

”Then he is employed in the factory?”

”Yes. He and his mother are as poor as poverty, and that's about all they have to live upon; yet he goes round with his head up as if he were a prince, and thinks himself good enough to walk home with Hester Paine.”

”I never heard of anything so ridiculous.”

”Then you'll speak to father about it, won't you?”

”Yes; I'll speak to him to-night. He's gone away for the day.”

”That'll pay me for my broken cane,” said Halbert, adding, in a tone of satisfaction: ”I shall be glad to see him walking round the streets in rags. Perhaps he'll be a little more respectful then.”

Meanwhile Robert decided not to mention to his mother his encounter with the young aristocrat. He knew that it would do no good, and would only make her feel troubled. He caught the malignant glance of Halbert on parting, and he knew him well enough to suspect that he would do what he could to have him turned out of the factory. This would certainly be a serious misfortune.

Probably the entire income upon which his mother and himself had to depend did not exceed eight dollars a week, and of this he himself earned six. They had not more than ten dollars laid by for contingencies, and if he were deprived of work, that would soon melt away. The factory furnished about the only avenue of employment open in Millville, and if he were discharged it would be hard to find any other remunerative labor.

At one o'clock Robert went back to the factory rather thoughtful. He thought it possible that he might hear something before evening of the dismission which probably awaited him, but the afternoon pa.s.sed and he heard nothing.

On leaving the factory, he chanced to see Halbert again on the sidewalk a little distance in front and advancing toward him. This time, however, the young aristocrat did not desire a meeting, for, with a dark scowl, he crossed the street in time to avoid it.

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