for educational and travelling expenses and the covering of expenditures that are necessary to the life of a private gentleman of means and leisure. It is my wish that he engage in no mercantile pursuit."
Mr. Heaphy’s cat was out of the bag at last. But Patrick, sitting there in an ill-fitting suit of black, swung his heavy feet and ran his fingers through his coarse red hair, unconscious of the amused glances of the lawyers. No one would have thought that the boy was grieving deeply.
And after this, Patrick, having no relatives, had been hustled off to boarding-school. Here he made no intimates, and only once had he attracted attention,—the time when he fought for one whole hour, with a dogged weeping courage, and had the school bully at a standstill.
There had grown upon him during these years—for he spent his vacations at the second master's house—a curious way of walking; he carried his head to one side and raised one shoulder higher than the other. Neither the school physician nor Patrick himself knew that his grandfather (Heaphy, the charcoal man) had carried his head and shoulders in that same
