"You can get your money for all that, Mrs. McGowan," said Paul. "Just tell them at the savings-bank how you lost your book, and they will give you another."
"Do you think so?" asked Mrs. McGowan doubtfully.
"I feel sure of it."
"Then that's something," said she, looking considerably relieved. "Whin can I get it?"
"I will go with you to the bank to-morrow."
"Thank you, Paul. And it's you that's a fine lad intirely."
"All my pictures will burn up," said Jimmy.
"You can draw some new ones," said Paul. "I am afraid, mother, you will never wear that new dress of yours."
"It's a pity I bought it just at this time."
"Here's a bundle I took from your room, Mrs. Hoffman," said a boy, pushing his way through the crowd.