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Driven from Home; Or, Carl Crawford's Experience

Chapter 6 No.6

Word Count: 1382    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

AWFORD'

her?" asked Carl, when Gilbe

rugging his shoulders. "I don't think

me me for l

le to stay so long. I had a lon

. I should have no trouble in getting along wi

u," said Gilbert, produ

ther know of h

your trunk, but your father said

showed that

will make you an allowanc

e all right, but I

to-morrow or next day, so you will have t

homesick, Mr. Crawford?"

rejoined Carl, earnestly. "This is a real home. I have met

unch friend at ho

t allude

e, he hates you like

he family for ten years. She was a favorite wi

ntaining money from her drawer has been disproved by Jane. She

s mean enough to steal or do anythi

e Jane; but, as no one would be left to attend

ing some plan," sai

hat your time is well filled up till then. Dism

e young people were invited in, and there was a round of amusements that ma

to bed. "I am beginning to understand the charms of home. To go ou

ver you feel like coming," said Gilbert, laying his band

e the kindness I have received here

feel about

trong and willing to work. There mu

eakfast, a letter arrived for C

our father?"

my stepmother. I can guess from t

s he read it his face expre

" he said, handing

s the m

s it better for you to follow your own course and suffer the punishment of your obstinate and perverse conduct. The boy whom you sent here proved a fitting messenger. He seems, if possible, to be even worse than

you have been only too well treated. In other words, you want to be paid for your disobedience. Even if your fa

f that!" said

low your example. While you are away, he will do his utmost to make up to your father for his disappointment in you. T

sia Cra

aid Carl. "And to have that sneak and thief-as he turned out

!" returned Gilbert. "I can understand your feel

f you than of me," said

timents. I didn't make many friends i

, Gilbert, and I shal

ther come from?" asked

ng house, she and the angelic Peter. She lost no time in setting her cap for my father, wh

She doesn't seem

uldn't get to like her. The end was that she became Mrs. Crawford. Once installed in our house, she soon

r doesn't recognize

She has lost no opportunity of prejudicing him against me. If

roperty when your f

ng to have my father leave the lion's share of his pr

till you are a young man, at least,

estly h

er is not

y rate, I know that when, at my stepmother's instigation, he applied to an insu

thing of Mrs. Crawf

N

e before she marr

k. That, as you kno

els, you may learn som

d like t

leave us

depend wholly upon my own exertions, and

write to

ve anything agr

pe that wi

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