“But, Jane,” said Alfred, “you have two watches now; you will not want them both.”
“Certainly,” said Jane. “Isabella shall have the old one; she will value it as having been my mother’s; though it is not a very serviceable one.”
“O! thank you, Jane,” said Isabella. “I had not thought of such a thing, I am sure. I had no idea of having a watch for many years to come.”
“If you will undertake to get Harriet and Alfred off to bed, Isabella, I will. And a watch-pocket for you. Or you can make one in an hour. Sit up with me for this one evening, and we will consult what to do with our books; and I will write my letter before breakfast to-morrow: my head will be clearer then.”
No sooner said than done. The girls found room in a closet for their shabbiest books, and in the morning the new ones were installed in their places on the shelves, much to the satisfaction of their owners. Jane’s letter was written and dispatched, and she was more comfortable when she had attempted to express her gratitude to her father’s faithful friends, though she felt that nothing she could say could do justice to her feelings. When she had put her letter into the post-office, she turned her attention from the subject, that her head might not be running on other things when she ought to be attending to her pupils.
They all got forward with their business this day, that they might be ready with a clear conscience to receive their friends on the first occasion when they had to exercise hospitality. Isabella found her watch a prodigious assistance, she declared.
The Barkers enjoyed the evening as much as their young host and hostesses. The weather was charming, the country looked beautiful, the children were merry, and, “though last, not least,” the cake was delicious.