"Yes, sir; a great deal."
"What would you like to do with your money?"
"There is a great deal to do," said Matilda soberly. "A great many people want help, don't they?"
"More than you think. I could tell you of several in the class you have just been with."
"Then, sir, what ought I to do?"—and Matilda lifted two earnest, troubled eyes to the face of her teacher.
"I think you ought to look carefully to see what the Lord has given you to do, and ask him to shew you."
"But about spending my money?"
"Then you will better be able to tell. When you see clearly what you can do with a dollar, it will not be very hard to find out whether Jesus means you should do that with it, or buy a pair of gloves, for instance. We will talk more about this and I will help you. Here is your house. Good bye."
"But Mr. Wharncliffe," said Matilda, eagerly, as she met the clasp of his hand,—"one thing; I want to stay in your class. May I?"
"I shall be very glad to have you. Good bye."