“Yes, it’s solid gold,” said Mary, complacently.
“But I don’t understand her giving you so expensive a present. It must have cost a good deal.”
“So it did. Sue said it cost twelve dollars.”
“Then how came she to give it to you?”
“Oh, her father’s awful rich! Besides, Sue has had another pencil given to her, and she didn’t want but one; so she gave me this.”
“It looks as if it were new.”
“Yes, she has had it only a short time.”
“When did she give it to you?”
“This morning. She promised it to me a week ago,” said Mary, in a matter-of-fact manner which quite deceived her mother.
“She has certainly been very kind to you. She must like you very much.”