“Are you the oldest?”
“No, my brother Sebastian is. He’s twenty-two.”
“And what does he do?”
“He’s a clerk in a cigar store.”
“Do you know how much he makes?”
“I think it’s twelve dollars,” she replied thoughtfully.
“And the other children?”
“Martha and Veronica don’t do anything yet. They’re too young. My brother George works at Wilson’s. He’s a cash-boy. He gets three dollars and a half.”
“And how much do you make?”
“I make four.”