He has not yet been appointed my guardian, and
he never will receive the appointment. I have the right to choose for
myself, as Mr. Howard told me, and I mean to exercise it."
Some of my readers may, perhaps, picture Harry as forcing open the
door of his chamber and rushing from the house, breathing loud
defiance as he went. But he was a sensible boy, and meditated nothing
of the kind.
"I can wait till morning," he reflected. "I don't think I shall be
here twenty hours hence, but I mean to get a good night's sleep. It
will be time enough to decide in the morning what I will do."
So, in spite of his imprisonment, Harry enjoyed a comfortable night's
sleep, and was awakened in the morning by hearing his door opened.
Mr. Fox entered, and sat down on a chair by the bed.
"Good-morning, sir," said Harry, composedly.
"What I want to know is, have you made up your mind to do as I told
you last night?"
"I prefer to keep it in my possession."
"I guess I'll have to keep you here a little longer."
"Then be kind enough to send me up some breakfast. I am paying my
board. I shall object to paying unless I get my meals regularly."
This consideration weighed with John Fox, and he sent Joel up with a
cup of coffee and some dry bread, five minutes later.
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