I received two francs and a half for my last work.

You see very well, father, that we are still quite rich, and before a month is over will be out of debt entirely." Poor De Vlierbeck seemed quite consoled; and a gleam of fortitude shone in his black eyes as he approached the table, unrolling the paper he had brought with him on his return.
"I have something to do too, Lenora.

Professor Delsaux gave me some pieces of music to copy for his pupils, which will give me four francs in a couple of days.

And now be quiet a while, my dear child; my nerves are so shattered that if we talk I shall make mistakes and spoil the paper." "I may sing, father; may I not ?" "Oh, yes; that won't annoy me: your song will please my ear without distracting my attention." The old gentleman went on writing, while Lenora, with a rich and joyous voice, repeated all her songs and poured forth her heart in melody.

She sewed meanwhile diligently, and, from time to time, glanced at her father to see whether the cloud had fallen again over his face and spirit.
They had been a considerable time engaged with their several occupations, when the parish clock struck; and, putting down her work hastily, Lenora took a basket from behind the stove and prepared to go out.