Only think, Aunt Hannah, what they must have suffered! And look at the place they're living in now--gentlewomen like them!" "Yes, yes, poor things, poor things!" sighed Aunt Hannah.
"I hope I'll find out that she's really good--at teaching, I mean--the daughter," resumed Billy, after a moment's pause.

"If she is, there's one thing I can do to help, anyhow.

I can get some of Marie's old pupils for her.

I _know_ some of them haven't begun with a new teacher, yet; and Mrs.Carleton told me last Friday that neither she nor her sister was at all satisfied with the one their girls _have_ taken.

They'd change, I know, in a minute, at my recommendation--that is, of course, if I can _give_ the recommendation," continued Billy, with a troubled frown.