"I can't see much beauty in your pet; but I like you, little girl, for loving him so well; and here is money to pay for the harm my daughter has done."
"Why," said Violet, who had never seen any coin before, "I thought money was made to buy flour and meal with."
"So it is," replied the gentleman, "and to buy cake, and fine clothes, and artificial flowers like those in Narcissa's bonnet."
"I shouldn't want to look like her. I am not a queen," said Violet, "and I can find a great deal prettier flowers on the mountain than she wears, and prettier-looking stones than these;" and she looked at the silver carelessly; then, brightening up all at once, she asked,—
"Will they cure Toady's leg? O, if they will, I'll give you my flowers and the new cup both for them."
The gentleman shook his head.
"Then take them away. I don't want any thing."