Saturday I shall send for you."

Fanny was surprised at her father's unlooked-for generosity, and thanked
him again and again. Julia was silent, but her face told how vexed and
disappointed she was. As soon as her father was gone, her rage burst
forth. "Stingy old thing," said she, "and yet he thinks he's done
something wonderful. Why, my bill at C----'s already amounts to two hundred,
and I want as much more. What I am to do, I don't know."

She would have said more, but Fanny quieted her by saying, "Don't talk so
about father, Julia. It was very liberal, and really I do not know what to
do with all mine."

But we will not continue this conversation. Suffice it to say that when
Julia retired that night, her own money was safe in her purse, and by the
side of it lay the hundred dollars she had coaxed from Fanny. As they were
preparing to return home on Saturday, Julia said to her sister, "Fan,
don't let father know that you gave me a hundred dollars, for I fear all
your powers of persuasion would be of no avail to stay the storm he would
consider it his bounden duty to raise."

There was no need of this caution, for Fanny was not one to do a generous
act, and then boast of it, neither did her father ask her how she had
disposed of her money. He was satisfied to know that the "four silk gowns"
were purchased, as, in his estimation they constituted the essential part
of a young lady's wardrobe.

Since Fanny had disclosed the heartless desertion of Dr. Lacey, she seemed
to be doubly dear to her father; for pity now mingled with the intense
love he always had for his youngest and best-loved daughter. Often during
the last three days she passed at home prior to her departure for New
York, he would sit and gaze fondly upon her until the tears would blind
his vision, then springing up, he would pace the floor, impetuously
muttering, "The scamp--the vagabond--but he'll get his pay fast enough--and
I'd pay him, too, if I hadn't promised not to. But 'tain't worth a while,
for I reckon 'twould only make her face grow whiter and thinner if I did
anything."

At length the morning came on which Julia and Fanny were to leave for the
first time their native state. Side by side near the landing at Frankfort
lay the two boats, Blue Wing and Diana. The one was to bear Fanny on her
Northern tour, and the other would convey Julia as far as Louisville on
her way South. Mr. Woodburn, who had business in New Orleans, was to take
Julia un