He read it aloud to the family.
MY DEAR CARL: I am charmed with my little bird, and he has whispered to me one of the secrets of your room.

You want fifteen dollars very much to buy something for it.

I am sure you won't be offended with an old friend for supplying you the means to get this something.
ADA MONTAGUE.
"Just the thing for my stationary tank for the goldfish," exclaimed Carl.

"I've wanted it for a long time;--it isn't good to keep them in globes; but how in the world did she find out?
I've never told any one." Mrs.Morris smiled, and said, "Barry must have told her," as she took the money from Carl to put away for him.
Mrs.Montague got to be very fond of her new pet.

She took care of him herself, and I have heard her tell Mrs.Morris most wonderful stories about him--stories so wonderful that I should say they were not true if I did not how intelligent dumb creatures get to be under kind treatment.
She only kept him in his cage at night, and when she began looking for him at bedtime to put him there, he always hid himself.