Look, here comes your brother now,said Mr Harthouse.Tom was
walking along, angrily hitting the trees with his stick.Harthouse
put his arm around Tom, and the three of them returnedto the house.
Louisa went in, and Harthouse invited Tom to walkwith him in the
flower garden, not far from Louisa''s window. Maybeshe could even
see them there.
Tom, my friend, what''s the matter?
Oh, Mr Harthouse!cried Tom.
fYou''ve no idea of the trouble I''min. It''s trouble my sister
could get me out of, but she won''t.
But Tom, if your sister hasn''t got the money-''''She could get it
from old Bounderby. She married him to helpme, so she should get it
for me, shouldn''t she?
said Tom miserably,pulling the heads from some flowers and biting
them.
Dear Tom, let me be your banker. How much do you need?Oh, Mr
Harthouse, you''re a true friend!You stupid fool!thought Harthouse,
as Tom began to cry.
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