"I didn't know you were occupied, Aunt Eliza," said Mrs. Tracy, in a significant tone, as she paused at the door. "My business is not private," returned the old lady. "Come in, Louisa." Mrs. Tracy did come in, but she regarded Luke with a hostile and suspicious glance. "That is all, Luke," said his patroness. "You may go. You can report to me to-morrow." "All right, ma'am." When Luke had left the room, Mrs. Tracy said: "You appear to repose a great deal of confidence in that boy." "Yes; I think he deserves it." Mrs. Tracy coughed. "You seem to trust him with a great deal of money." "Of course, I don't want to interfere, but I think you will need to be on your guard. He is evidently bent on getting all he can out of you." "That is your judgment, is it, Louisa?" "Yes. A

