But she wants her pay
just as if it hadn't been worth the price twice over as an advertisement.
And all the things for the flat--"
"Furniture?"
"Why, yes; we've rearranged the place and I've contributed a little. Uncle
Timothy, you can see--I need more money than other women. I can't walk
without attracting notice, and cab hire or a carriage by the month--and--
and I can't shop for myself, you don't know what a difference that makes;
and--oh, everything is different! Why, I've just had my portrait painted.
But Father isn't a poor man." "He is poor, measured by New York
standards. And he is sending you a great deal of money."
"Yes, but--I must have a _lot_ more."
The Judge frowned slowly, considering what he had heard. Finally he said,
slowly shaking his head:--
"Doubtless we should have warned you, upon your coming to New York, but I
did not anticipate that one of your substantial Western stock would
develop habits of extravagance; nor were they apparent while you were with
us. I cannot think it was altogether our fault, and certainly it was not
your father's. I am not unmindful of the recent unsettling experiences
which furnish excuse for confusion of ideas; but, Nelly, I appeal to a
head that should be logical, even if--I have never thought it giddy with
adulation--to see the facts as they exist.
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