"Yes, and to eat them too," said her mother.
"If you can spin, my dears, we shall find plenty of work for you; we have here the Nankin cotton plant, and I intend to dress the whole colony with it."
"Delightful!" exclaimed Sophia, clapping her hands; "Nankin dresses just as at the boarding-school, with a straw hat and a green veil."
"To be sure, it must be woven first," reflected Mrs. Becker; "but I dare say we shall be able to manage that."
"By the way, girls," said Mrs. Wolston, "have you forgotten your lessons in tapestry?"
"Not at all, mamma; and now that we think of it, we shall handsomely furnish a drawing-room for you."
"But where are the tables and chairs to come from?" inquired Mrs. Becker.
"Oh, the gentlemen will see to them."
"And the room, where is that to be?"
"There is the gallery, is there not?"