"That's a luxury I can't afford," George muttered.
"Exactly! Here's my cheque! I'm not a philanthropist; I'm willing to do any man a good turn, but I'm far more anxious to do a bit of good for myself. I may lose, but it's just as likely I shall clear a profit. These vases can be passed off, though you couldn't do it—but, mind you, I don't say even now they are not genuine."
With a vast sense of relief George accepted the cheque, and gave up possession of the Chinese vases.
CHAPTER XIII
WASPS AND OTHER WORRIES
"Have you any idea what we are doing here?" Miss Yard inquired one morning, while Nellie was assisting her to dress.
"We came to live with your sister," replied the girl.
"I suppose there's some truth in that. But what's the good of staying now Maria has gone to the seaside? I want to go home, and see my friends again," declared Miss Yard, declining the next garment until she should receive a satisfactory answer.
"This is your home," said Nellie.