If it were even three hundred I could certainly choose one to my liking, and there would be two hundred and ninety-nine left over for the other girls.

Mrs.Weeks is trying to raise silkworms.

That would be rather nice, because the worms would be silent partners in the business and do most of the work." "But you want something without any risks, you know," said Margery sagely.

"You would have to buy ground for the silkworms, and set out the mulberries, and then a swarm of horrid insects might happen along and devour the plants before the worms began spinning." "'Competition is the life of trade,'" said Polly.

"No, that is n't what I mean--'Nothing venture, nothing have,' that's it.