“It is rather nice to sit and think a little sometimes,” said Kate.
“Well, I think so; but you never seem to have much to think about,” said Emberance sitting down by her side.
“Why shouldn’t I have as much to think about as you?”
Emberance laughed, a little conscious laugh, and a pretty blush came over her face.
“I don’t think you have, Kitty.”
“I do think,” said Kate, “only there is so much to do. I think what it will be like when I can spend my money as I please. I suppose when I am twenty-one mamma will not be able to prevent me.”
“I suppose not,” said Emberance a little drily.
“But, Emmy, don’t you think it would be just as proper for me to wear a jacket trimmed with fur, as for Miss Deane at Mayford?” said Katharine with great emphasis.
“Of course, why not? Why don’t you get one? That black cloth is rather shabby. I would have a fur jacket if I could afford it directly.”
Katharine looked at her and the colour rose a little in her face.