"I hope you don't feel sensitive on that account."
"Sensitive? No. I can get along without Edgar Talbot's notice. I mean some time to stand as high or higher than Uncle Solon, and to be quite as rich."
"I hope you will, Mark, but as we are at present situated it will be hard to rise."
"Plenty of poor boys have risen, and why not I?"
"It is natural for the young to be hopeful, but I have had a good deal to depress me. Did you remember that the rent comes due the day after to-morrow?"
"Only five dollars, and it's eight. I don't see where the other three dollars are coming from, unless,"--and here her glance rested on the plain gold ring on her finger.
"Pledge your wedding-ring, mother!" exclaimed Mark. "Surely you don't mean that?"
"I would rather do it than lose our shelter, poor as it is."
"There must be some other way--there must be."
"You will not receive any wages till Saturday."
"No, but perhaps we can borrow something till then. There's Mrs. Mack up-stairs. She has plenty of money, though she lives in a poor way."
"There isn't much hope there, Mark. She feels poorer than I do, though I am told she has five thousand dollars out at interest."
"So I will. I shall need all the strength I can get from a good meal to confront her."
Half an hour later Mark went up-stairs and tapped at the door of the rooms above his mother's.
"Come in!" said a feeble quavering voice.
Mark opened the door and entered. In a rocking chair sat, or rather crouched, a little old woman, her face seamed and wrinkled. She had taken a comforter from the bed and wrapped it around her to keep her warm, for it was a chilly day, and there was no fire in her little stove.
"Good evening, Mrs. Mack," said Mark. "How do you feel?"
"It's a cold day," groaned the old lady. "I--I feel very uncomfortable."
"It's gone out, and it's so late it isn't worth while to light it again."
"But it is worth while to be comfortable," insisted Mark.
"I--I can keep warm with this comforter around me, and--fuel is high, very high."
"But you can afford to buy more when this is burned."
"No, Mark. I have to be economical--very economical. I don't want to spend all my money, and go to the poor-house."
"I don't think there's much danger of that. You've got money in the savings bank, haven't you?"