The making of a fortune seemed a small thing compared to the privilege of being near Miss Salome . `` But I suppose I must just up and go , '' he muttered dolefully . One day Miss Salome had a conference with Clemantiny . At the end of it the latter said , `` Do as you please , '' in the tone she might have used to a spoiled child . `` But if you 'd take my advice -- which you wo n't and never do -- you 'd write to somebody in Upton and make inquiries about him first . What he says is all very well and he sticks to it marvellous , and there 's no tripping him up . But there 's something behind , Salome Whitney -- mark my words , there 's something behind . '' `` He looks so like Johnny , '' said Miss Salome wistfully . `` And I suppose you think that covers a multitude of sins , '' said Clemantiny contemptuously . * * * * * On the day when the last load of rustling golden sheaves was carried into the big barn and stowed away in the dusty loft , Miss Salome called Chester into the kitchen . Chester 's heart sank as he obeyed the summons . His time was up , and now he was to be paid his wages and sent away . To be sure , Martin had told him that morning that a man in East Hopedale wanted a boy for a spell , and that he , Martin , would see that he got the place if he wanted it . But that did not reconcile him to leaving Mount Hope Farm . Miss Salome was sitting in her favourite sunny corner of the kitchen and Clemantiny was flying around with double briskness . The latter 's thin lips were tightly set and disapproval was writ large in every flutter of her calico skirts . `` Chester , '' said Miss Salome kindly , `` your time is up today . '' Chester nodded . For a moment he felt as he had felt when he left the provision store in Montrose . But he would not let Clemantiny see him cry .
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