"Yes, for my children."
"But I don't know any thing."
"I don't care--I'm going to engage you as governess all the same. Sister teaches them the rudiments. What I want you to teach them is music."
"Music? I'm such a wretched player."
"You play well enough for me--well enough to teach them; and the beauty of it is, even if you don't play well now, you soon will. Doesn't Franklin or somebody say that one learns by teaching?"
Zillah's face spoke unutterable gratitude.
"This," said Obed Chute, "is purely a business transaction. I'll only give you the usual payment--say five hundred dollars a year, and found."
"And--what?"
"Found--that is, board, you know, and clothing, of course, also. Is it a bargain?"
"Oh, my best friend! how can I thank you? What can I say?"