"Surely you told me there was a boy, besides the girls ?" Carmina set her right.

"My cousin Ovid is a great doctor," she continued with an air of importance.

"Poor papa used to say that our family would have reason to be proud of him." "Does he live at home ?" asked simple Teresa.

"Oh, dear, no! He has a grand house of his own.

Hundreds of sick people go there to be cured, and give hundreds of golden guineas." Hundreds of golden guineas gained by only curing sick people, represented to Teresa's mind something in the nature of a miracle: she solemnly raised her eyes to heaven.