"And how much does that leave
of the hundred, Mr. Boswell? I tremble when I think of the silk gown so
soft and pretty, the slippers and stockings to match, and the storm coat,
umbrella, heavy shoes, and--and--other things."
Boswell referred to his notes and long lines of figures.
"All told, and in round numbers, there are forty-seven dollars and three
cents left."
"It's marvellous! wonderful!" Priscilla exclaimed. "You are sure, Mr.
Boswell?"
"Do you doubt me?"
"Sometimes I do, you are so kind, so generous, and under ordinary
circumstances it would seem impossible to buy things so cheap. You must
select your shops carefully."
"One has to on a moderate allowance."
Then quite suddenly Priscilla Glenn spoke quickly and breathlessly:
"Mr. Boswell, I--I must begin my training. Have you made any
arrangements? And, when I go, will they pay me from the start?"
Boswell grew grave as he thought of the knowledge that would come
concerning dollars and cents later on.
"I have started operations," he replied; "in a short time you will be
able to begin your studies, and I hear they will pay you the princely sum
of ten dollars a month from the day you are accepted.
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