"
"Why, Lu!" exclaimed her brother, "do you think papa grudges the money he
spends on you, or any of us?"
"No, I know he doesn't," she returned vehemently, "but can't you
understand that I'd like him to have more to spend on himself?"
"Oh," said Max. "Well, that's right, I'm sure, and very thoughtful for a
little girl like you. I do think you're splendid in some ways, Lu."
"And whether you make money by it or not, it will be a good thing to learn
to do this work well. Papa says, 'knowledge is power,' and the more things
we know how to do, the more independent and useful we will be."
Just then the door opened, and Zoe, in riding hat and habit, put in her
head.
"Max, I'm going to ride into the village," she said, "and Edward can't go
with me, as he intended. Will you?"
"Yes, Aunt Zoe, of course, if you want me," answered the boy promptly,
stopping his saw and springing to his feet, for he was much gratified by
the invitation. "I'll get ready as fast as I can; 'twon't take over five
minutes."
"Thank you. I'll wait for you in the parlor," said Zoe, "Lulu, would you
like to go, too?"
"No, thank you, I had a ride this morning, and now I want to finish this.
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