"Yes; oh, I'm glad, Lu! And there's something else, isn't there?"
"Money! a good deal, isn't it, Max?" she asked, holding out a crisp new
bank-note.
"Five dollars," he answered, taking it to the light. "And I have just the
same; found it on my pillow, from papa; and s'pose yours is, too. A gold
pencil from Mamma Vi was there also."
"Yes; from papa," she said, examining the writing on the back of the
envelope from which she had taken the note, "and the ring's from Mamma Vi.
She always finds out just what I want. I'd rather have had a ring than
almost anything else."
"There, we have waked her and Gracie, I'm afraid," said Max, in a tone of
self-reproach, as the voices of the two were heard coming from the next
room.
"Merry Christmas, Max and Lulu," both called out in cheery tones, and the
greeting was returned with added thanks to Violet for her gifts.
"I have some, too," Gracie said; "a lovely picture-book and two kinds of
money. I think I'm the richest."
She had received a one-dollar bill, crisp and new like the others, and a
quarter eagle in gold, and could not be convinced that the two did not
amount to more than Max's or Lulu's five-dollar note.
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