“About what will the expense at Lawrenceville be?” she asked.
He paused a moment to consider.
“Say three hundred dollars a year. I think I can arrange for it not to cost more than that, if I can get him one of the Foundation Scholarships, as I am certain I can.”
“And the course?”
“Is four years—but we may be able to cut it down to three. Let us count on three.”
“Nine hundred dollars,” she said, half to herself. Then of a sudden, “Mr. Bayliss, I believe I can provide the money.”
“You!” he cried in astonishment.
“Oh, not I myself,” she laughed. “One of my friends. I will talk it over with him.”
He looked at her, still more astonished.
“Talk it over?” he repeated. “Do you mean to say that we have a philanthropist in our midst?”