"It must have been expensive," she said, and she unfolded it as if afraid it would break.
"What will mother say?" she thought. "And Aunt Melinda! I'm too young for it—I know I am!"
The whole Murdoch family arose early, and the editor, after looking at the black silk, said that he felt pretty well.
"So you ought," said his wife. "You had more new subscribers yesterday than you ever had before in your life in any one day."
"That makes me think," said Mr. Murdoch. "I owe Mary Ogden five dollars—there it is—for getting out that number of the Eagle."
"Oh, no!" exclaimed Mary. "I did that, and Jack did it, only because—"
He put the bank-note into her hand.
"I'd rather you'd take it," he said. "You'll never be a good editor till you learn to work on a business basis."
As he insisted, she put the bill into her pocket-book, thanking him gratefully.
"I had two dollars when I came," she thought, "and I haven't spent a cent; but I may need something. Besides, I'll have to pay for making up my new dress."