I'm going to work." "But not at once," put in Mary de Peyster, _nee_ Mary Morgan, in her soft contralto voice, that seemed to effervesce with mischief.

"Tell Matilda what you're doing to do." "I've already told you, Matilda, about my little experiment in the pick-and-shovel line.

I decided that I didn't care for that profession.

I've saved a few hundred out of my allowance.

Monday I'm going to enter the School of Mines at Columbia--am going to study straight through the summer--night and day till the money gives out.
By that time I ought to be able to get a job that will support us.