"I am no more a woman than you are," she retorted.
"That's true enough," rejoined Miss Wilmot, "nor half as much. There's nothing womanly about you."
"Do you think I can let my rooms for nothing?" said the landlady, sullenly. She saw that Miss Wilmot was richly dressed, and she had a respect for such evidence of wealth.
"How much do the young ladies owe you?"
"A dollar and a half."
"What is the rent of these rooms?"
"Two dollars a week."
"Then, three dollars and a half will pay to the end of the present week?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Here is the money. They will move out at the end of the week."