"That woman is a skin-flint and I don't propose to let her
beat me. No doubt she was glad to get four-fifty last fall.
She's only trying to see if she can wring me for a dollar more.
If I have to board all next summer, I shall have to watch every
penny, or I'll not come out even, let alone saving anything. I'll
wager you a nickel that before we leave, she comes over here and
offers me the room at the same price she got last winter."
"I hope you are right," said Adam. "How do you like her?"
"Got a grouch, nasty temper, mean disposition; clean house, good
room, good cook -- maybe; lives just on the edge of comfort by
daily skimping," summarized Kate.
"If she comes, are you going to try it?" asked Adam.
"Yes, I think I shall. It is nearest my purse and requirements
and if the former teacher stayed there, it will seem all right for
me; but she isn't going to put that little stove in my room. It
wouldn't heat the closet. How did you like her?"
"Not much!" said Adam, promptly. "If glaring at your back could
have killed you, you would have fallen dead when you examined the
closet, and bedding, and stove.
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