"You don't ask the name of the man who employs me," said his mother.
Nicholas looked up.
"I suppose it is nobody I ever heard of," he said.
"No, you never heard of him, but you know some one connected with him."
"What do you mean?" asked the boy, his curiosity aroused.
"The gentleman who employs me is father of one of your schoolmates."
"Father of one of my school-mates?"
"Who is it? Why don't you tell me, mother?"
"You have spoken of him to me this morning. It is Jasper Kent."
"You work for Jasper Kent's father!" exclaimed Nicholas in unbounded astonishment. "Does he know it?"
"Yes, he knows that I am, or have been, governess in his father's family. But he knows nothing of my connection with you."
"If he knew, he'd taunt me with my mother's being obliged to work for a living," said Thorne.
"I don't think he would. At any rate, the time is coming very soon when he will have no advantage over you."