Harry has been appointed as Quincy's executor in place of Dr.
Culver, and, this is the wonderful thing, father has induced Harry to
leave Mr. Carter's office and go into his office. He told Harry that
they were all getting old and they needed young blood in the firm--
but Harry's not in the firm yet. No more this time from your loving,
"MAUDE MERRY."
"My letter to Sarah did do some good," said Aunt Ella triumphantly.
"Poor Uncle Ike, I wish I could have been with him. I wonder if I
shall ever see Fernborough again?"
Aunt Ella did not answer the question as she would have liked to, and
Alice went to her room to recall those former happy days which would
never come again.
Nearly nine years had passed since young Quincy's birth, and Alice
was still at Fernborough Hall. She could not leave it now, for Aunt
Ella was again a widow. Her mind was troubled about her boy. He had
recurrent attacks of throat trouble, and was not strong as she wished
him to be.
"It's the damp, foggy weather," said Aunt Ella. "We're too near the
water, and this country, beautiful as it is, is not like our bright
America."
Dr. Parshefield suggested a trip to the South of France, but Alice
declared that was impossible.
"Something must be done--now what shall it be?" was Aunt Ella's
declaration and inquiry. Then Alice remembered what Maude had said in
one of her letters--that young Quincy should be brought up as an
American.
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