"Oh, no," cried Hope; "she wouldn't want anything uninteresting like that. She could buy a pony, and a saddle, and build a beautiful little stable for him all her own."
Granny began to smile now.
"We know that Charity would like a cottage, and Hope a pony, but what about Faith herself?"
"Oh, Faith never wants much," said Charity, "she's so easily pleased."
"And that is why old Mr. Cardwell could trust her with such a lot of money," said Aunt Alice, "he knew she wouldn't want to buy useless luxuries."
After breakfast, Faith was dressed, and brought downstairs. There was a bright fire in the cheerful living room where they generally sat, and before very long, Charlie arrived to give his best wishes for Faith's birthday, and to examine with her the contents of the fretwork box. He was much impressed when he heard the news.
"Why, you could buy a motor," he said; "that's what I should do."
But Faith's ambition did not lie in that direction.
"We have Topsy, and Granny's carriage, that's much nicer than a motor," she said.
"Well, what are you going to do with it?" he asked.