"He gave me this for you," said Gilbert, producing the ten-dollar bill.

"Did my stepmother know of his sending it?"

"No; she was opposed to sending your trunk, but your father said
emphatically you should have it."

"I am glad he showed that much spirit."

"I have some hopes that he will make you an allowance of a few dollars a
week."

"That would make me all right, but I don't expect it."

"You will probably hear from your father to-morrow or next day, so you
will have to make yourself contented a little longer."

"I hope you are not very homesick, Mr. Crawford?" said Julia,
coquettishly.

"I would ask nothing better than to stay here permanently," rejoined
Carl, earnestly. "This is a real home. I have met with more kindness
here than in six months at my own home."

"You have one staunch friend at home," said Gilbert.

"You don't allude to Peter?"

"So far as I can judge, he hates you like poison. I mean Jane."