"'Tain't either. This is too big for you. Anyway, it's mine," said Matilda, folding it within her arms, and getting off the kitchen-length from her sister.
"Children, children, stop quarrelling," commanded the minister.
"Huh, I ain't afraid o' him," said Elvira to Luke, and pointing to the minister, who since he had been down on the floor with them, hunting for the check, had seemed quite one of the family.
"Now which one of the girls shall you allow to go to Madam Van Ruypen's?" asked the minister. "She has left it to you, Mrs. Hansell."
"Oh, I don't know, I'm sure," she said helplessly.
"You can send which one you like," he said kindly, and smiling down at her encouragingly.
"Well, Elviry ain't goin', anyway," said Matthew, with great decision.
"Where?" Elvira dropped her blue gown in a heap, and ran up to her mother's chair. "Where ain't I goin', Mammy?" but she looked up into the minister's face for the reply.
"Oh, visiting with Matthew and Mark," he said laughingly at her.
"What's visiting?"