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THE YOUNG AUCTIONEER.
CHAPTER XXXIX.
A MYSTERY CLEARED UP.
The door of the garret room was closed, and when Matt tried the knob, he found that it was also locked. He knocked lightly upon it.
At first there was no response. Then a weak voice, which he could but faintly recognize as that of his father, asked sharply:
"Who's there? What do you want? Why don't you go away and leave me alone?"
"Father! father! come and open the door!" exclaimed Matt, his voice trembling as it had never trembled before.
"Who speaks? Go away, I say, and leave a poor old man alone!"
"Father, it is me, Matt! Don't you remember me?"
"Matt! Matt! Oh, no, Matt was lost when his mother was lost and the money! Yes, the money, mother, and Matt! Too bad! Go away, and don't persecute me!"
