“And so they have,” said Phoebe, warming up a little.
“You are mightily mistaken,” returned Rhoda.
“Why do they bark, and bite, and wag their tails, then?” said Phoebe, unanswerably. “It means something.”
“Why, what does it signify if they have?” demanded Rhoda, not very consistently. “I say, Phoebe, is that your best hood? How shabby you go!”
“Yes,” answered Phoebe, quietly.
“How much pin-money do you mean to stand for?” was Rhoda’s next startling question.
“How much what?” said astonished Phoebe, dropping the gloves she was taking out of her trunk.
“How much pin-money will you make your husband give you?”
“I’ve not got one!” was Phoebe’s very innocent response.
“Well, you’ll have one some day, of course,” said Rhoda. “I mean to have five hundred, at least.”