[pg 91]“Why, yes, we can,” said Rollo.
“I don't believe we can,” said James.
“Well, I mean to go and ask my father,” said Rollo, “this minute.”
So he laid down the watering-pot, and ran in, and James after him. When they got into the room where his father was, they came and stood by his side a minute, waiting for him to be ready to speak to them.
Presently, his father laid down his pen, and said,
“What, my boys!”
“Is not this money our own?” said Rollo.
“Yes.”
“And can we not buy what we have a mind to with it?”
“That depends upon what you have a mind to buy.”