"And so beautiful!"
"That I should ever live to see it!" said Granny.
They explored every nook and corner and closet.
"I like it so much," said old-fashioned little Dot, "because it isn't too grand. For, after all, we are not rich. And it was so thoughtful of Florence to choose what was simply pretty instead of magnificent!"
"Look at the goblets," said Charlie with a solemn shake of the head. "Dot, if any nice old gentleman comes along, be sure to give him a drink out of them, and put this K round where he can see it."
"The whole eighteen, I suppose, one after another," returned Dot drolly.
"I shall paint you some pictures," Charlie began presently; "and, Dot, when I get to earning money in good earnest, I'll buy a piano. I used to think I did not care much about it, and I never could learn; but sometimes, when Florence sits and plays like an angel, I can't help crying softly to myself, though you wouldn't believe I was such a goose. And, if you learn to play, it will be a great comfort to Hal."
"Yes," said Dot, crying out of pure sympathy.
They commenced housekeeping at once. Charlie was to remain with them until the term commenced.