"Certainly."
"And little Rose?"
The good woman's voice trembled.
"Ah, she will stay with you, heaven only knows how long! that is, if you will keep her—say at the price we have been paying for both. She will have the piano for practice, and you can keep the furniture to remember me by."
"You are very kind."
"Not at all; I know you will be good to Rose."
"Indeed I will!"
"And give her every accomplishment. Remember, money is of no consequence."
"That which you offer is more than enough to pay for all the knowledge or accomplishments I can teach," said the little woman, conscientiously.
"If it isn't, say so, and we'll double it," answered Mrs. Mason, with reckless munificence. "There is gold enough in my work-box there to pay for three or four years, if we do not send for her before that. You can take box and all after we're gone, for I shall leave all these things behind; it's too much trouble to pack them up. Use what you like, and cut over the rest for Rose—the dresses, I mean. That brown silk for travelling will be all I shall care for after the ceremony is over."