The purple Bible was not locked up any more, but kept handy for Miss Alice to read, and to mark passages for Mrs. Scott to read in the evening, for Jennie liked to hear the same things over and over.
The plan that popped into Marty's head that day she told to Edith on the way home, after they had left Cousin Alice.
“O Edie!” she said, “wouldn't it be nice to give Jennie a Bible for her very own?”
“You mean for you and me together to give it?” said Edith.
“Yes. You know my birthday comes in August and yours in September, and we always get some money—”
“And we could each give half, and get Jennie a Bible,” broke in Edith.
“Yes; or if we couldn't do it then, we might have enough by Christmas.”
“And it would be a beautiful Christmas gift!”
“Oh! do let us do it,” said Marty, seizing Edith and whirling her around and around.
“Yes, do,” said Edith, panting for breath.