All that worries her is to keep alive until she can decide who to leave her money to.

That's why you're here, I s'pose, my dears.

How do you like being on exhibition, an' goin' through your paces, like a bunch o' trotting hosses, to see which is worth the most ?" "Uncle John," said Beth, "I had hoped I would like you.

But if you are going to be so very disagreeable, I'll have nothing more to do with you!" With this she arose and marched up the path, vastly indignant, and Louise marched beside her.

At the bend in the walk they glanced back, and saw Uncle John sitting upon the bench all doubled up and shaking with silent laughter.
"He's a queer old man," said Beth, flushing; "but he's impudent and half a fool." "Don't judge hastily, Beth," replied Louise, reflectively.