"There is the price of the vest; it is better made than I at first thought it was.

To-morrow I will send you more work.

Try and cheer up.

Are you so very poor ?" The last two sentences were uttered in a voice of encouragement and sympathy.

Ellen looked her thankfulness, but did not venture a reply.
Her heart was too full to trust her lips with utterance.
Feeling that his presence, under all circumstances, could not but be embarrassing, Mr.Lawson, after taking two or three dollars from his pocket and placing them on the table with the remark--"Take this in advance for work," retired and left the poor sisters in a different frame of mind from what they were in when he entered.