“Yes; and I have been thinking about it ever since.”
“Has any thing suggested itself?”
“Yes. There is my diamond breast-pin. It might be sold. It’s poor brother John’s present, and I shall grieve to part with it. But, if he could know the reason of its being sold, I am sure he would approve the act.”
“How closely, side by side, run our thoughts,” said Eunice, smiling. “I have determined to sell my beautiful rosewood piano, also brother John’s present. It cost a thousand dollars; and I think I ought to get at least five or six hundred for it. It is quite as good as new.”
“For the breast-pin and piano, we ought to receive a thousand dollars,” replied Eveline, with a brightening face. “Father only wants twelve hundred. If he have a thousand, the additional two hundred will not be hard to obtain.”
“I don’t know that we shall get so much as a thousand dollars for the piano and breast-pin, although they are worth more. I think we had better add our watches, and some other articles of jewelry, to make sure of the sum we desire to obtain.”
“I am ready to throw in every thing that I have in the way of jewelry,” said Eveline. “But how are these things to be sold?”
“That’s the most difficult part of the business. The piano, I suppose, had better go to the auction store where our surplus furniture was sold. How the jewelry is to be disposed of, I do not know, unless it is offered at some of the stores where they deal in such articles.”
“Whether they will buy or not is the question. All are ready enough to sell.”
“Yes, selling is their business. But, gold and diamonds have a certain value in themselves, and, I suppose, will always bring it.”