“That’s queer,” thought Oliver, but he did not dwell too much on the thought. He was too well satisfied with having been the favored one, for this time at least.

Roland was not present when his father made this proposal, but he soon heard of it. His dissatisfaction may well be imagined. What! Was he, Mr. Kenyon’s own son, to be passed over in favor of Oliver? He became alarmed. Was he losing his old place, and was Oliver going to supplant him? To his mind Oliver had of late been treated altogether too well, and he did not like it.

He rushed into his father’s presence, his cheeks pale with anger.

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“You don’t understand, Roland. I have an object in view.”

“What is it?” asked Roland, his curiosity overcoming his anger.

“It will be better for you in the end, Roland. You don’t like Oliver, do you?”

“No. I hate him.”

“You wouldn’t mind if he didn’t come back, would you?”

“Is that what you mean, father?” asked Roland, pricking up his ears.

“Yes. I am going to place him in a cheap boarding-school where he will be ruled with a rod of iron. Of course Oliver doesn’t understand that. He thinks only that he is going to take a little trip to New York. Your presence would interfere with my plans, don’t you see?”

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