"No, he's bringing it to-night."
"To hand it to me?" she asked.
"I said I'd best keep it for you until you wanted it."
Jane smiled.
"You'll be sure and take care of it, Dad?" she said.
"Upon my soul I will. You know I'm a careful man with money, Jane," he said eagerly.
"I shall want a little pocket money when I go away."
"He'll give you some. He's sure to be generous."
"I think he has been generous in giving you two hundred pounds. I shall not ask him for any. You can spare some," said Jane.
"Of course it's not mine; it's yours," protested Tom. "But where's the harm in getting a bit more? He knows we're not well off."