And thanks to Hughie's inspiration the executor had found it.
"Four thousand dollars!" he announced at last in a voice of disappointment.
"And a lucky thing," said Hughie with an air of pride, "that I thought of the fireplace.

For it might have laid there buried for the rest of time." "Four thousand dollars!" gasped Hannah in a reverential voice.

"Four thousand dollars! Well, Mr.O'Neill, it may not be much, as you seem to think after all the dots you and Hughie have been a-diggin', but I say it's a lot.

It ought to buy the child all the frocks and teachers in New York." "It will see her through the year," said Kenny.
Joan's eyes widened.
"It would see me through a decade!" she exclaimed.
Kenny smiled..