"But you have the sweetness of the greenhouse," insisted Tavia, "and
that blows off with the music of the winds."

"Well, we will not quarrel over our virtues," said Dorothy, "the thing
to discuss at present is what are you going to do with the railroad
money?"

"What money?" inquired Tavia, showing surprise.

"Your damages, of course. How much do you calculate your other braid was
worth?"

"Not worth talking about."

"But if you were offered a fair price for it you would not refuse?"
persisted Dorothy.

"No, I'd take most anything from a cream soda to a twenty-five cent
piece."

"Well, my dear, now compose yourself. Get a good hold on the chair near
you, or better still sit down, since you insist on getting out of bed. I
have a very lively piece of news for you--the sensational kind."

"Let her go," called Tavia grasping the chair with both hands.

"It is this. Aunt Winnie says you will undoubtedly received damages for
the accident. She says Mr. French is a noted lawyer and he will possibly
arrange it so that all you will have to do is to put your name to the
signing-off paper. The fact that you lighted the lamp, auntie says, will