Aunt Jane wont leave her money to an old man, you may be sure." Beth felt a little reassured at this, and stood for a moment beside Louise watching the boy.

Presently Oscar came to him, and after touching his hat respectfully took the mare and led her into the stable.

The boy turned away, with his hands in his pockets, and strolled up a path, unaware that the two dreaded girls had been observing him.
"I wonder who that is," said Beth.
"We'll find out," returned Louise.

"I took him for a stable boy, at first.

But Oscar seemed to treat him as a superior." She walked into the stable, followed by her cousin, and found the groom tying the mare.
"Who was the young man ?" she asked.
"Which young man, Miss ?" "The one who has just arrived with the horse." "Oh; that's Master Kenneth, Miss," answered Oscar, with a grin.
"Where did he come from ?" "Master Kenneth?
Why, he lives here." "At the house ?" "Yes, Miss." "Who is he ?" "Master Tom's nephew--he as used to own Elmhurst, you know." "Mr.Thomas Bradley ?" "The same, Miss." "Ah.