“Ay, and Sue must keep her money. That will be a wonder!” shouted Harry.
“Well, I’ll try,” said Susan. “I’ll try not to have a single fine, and I’ll not buy a single lump of sugar-candy, for I do want poor Hannah to have her pig.”
“And so will we!” cried the younger ones with one voice.
“Only,” added Susan, “I must buy Dicky’s canary seed.”
“And I must have a queen’s head to write to Mamma,” said Annie.
“Oh! never mind that, such trumpery as your letters are,” said Hal. “Mamma could say them by heart before she gets them. What does she care for them?”
Little Annie looked very deplorable.
“Never mind, my dear,” said Miss Fosbrook, “mammas always care for little girls’ letters, and you are quite right to keep a penny for your stamp for her.—You see, Hal, this scheme will never come to good if you sacrifice other duties to it.”
Henry twirled round impatiently.
“Now suppose,” said Miss Fosbrook, “that we set up a treasury, and put all in that we can properly afford, and then break it open on the day before the fair, and see how much we have.”