“You! what can you do?” sneered Henry.
“I have got lots of money. I have got a savings bank, and it is almost full. I am going to buy a lot of things to-night—a barrel of flour, some sugar, some tea, some coffee, some potatoes, and—O, lots of things! I am going to get father to let me have a horse and wagon, and to-morrow morning we will all go over to Mrs. White’s with the things.”
“That will be first rate, Flora,” said Frank. “She shall have all my money, too, and I’ve got more than you have.”
“You are real good, Frank,” replied Flora. “We can buy ever so many things. Won’t we have a nice time! And won’t Mrs. White be glad, and won’t she be surprised when we take the things in to her!”
“Won’t she, though!”
“We must send her a load of wood too. Don’t you want to give something, Henry?”
“Yes, I should like to, but I haven’t got much to give.”
“I have got a dollar, and so have you,” said Sarah.
“I don’t want to give all of it. I want to buy something for myself.”
“I will give all of mine.”