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Aunt Jane's Nieces


Patsy's heart was beating fast.

"Do you mean I'm discharged?" she asked, with a catch in her voice.

"That's it precisely."

"Have I done anything wrong, Madam?"

"It isn't that," said Madam, pettishly. "I simply do not require your

services. You are paid up to Saturday night, and I owe you nothing.

Now, run along."

Patsy stood looking at her and wondering what to do. To lose this

place was certainly a great calamity.

"You'll give me a testimonial, won't you, Madam?" she asked,


"I don't give testimonials," was the reply.

"Do run away, child; I'm very busy this morning."

Patsy went away, all her happiness turned to bitter grief. What would

the Major say, and what were they to do without her wages? Then she

remembered Willing Square, and was a little comforted. Money was not

as necessary now as it had been before.

Nevertheless, she applied to one or two hair-dressers for employment,

and met with abrupt refusals. They had all the help they needed. So

she decided to go back home and think it over, before taking further


It was nearly ten o'clock when she fitted her pass-key into the carved

door of Apartment D, and when she entered the pretty living-room she

found an elderly lady seated there, who arose to greet her.

"Miss Doyle?" enquired the lady.

"Yes, ma'am," said Patsy.

"I am Mrs. Wilson, and I have been engaged to give you private

instruction from ten to twelve every morning."

Patsy plumped down upon a chair and looked her amazement.

"May I ask who engaged you?" she ventured to enquire.

"A gentleman from the bank of Isham, Marvin & Co. made the

arrangement. May I take off my things?"

"If you please," said the girl, quietly. Evidently this explained why

Madam Borne had discharged her so heartlessly. The gentleman from

Isham, Marvin & Co. had doubtless interviewed the Madam and told her

what to do. And then, knowing she would be at liberty, he had sent her

this private instructor.

The girl felt that the conduct of her life had been taken out of her

own hands entirely, and that she was now being guided and cared for by

her unknown friend and benefactor.

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