things —in the dark, you know; but when I thought about the
soldiers in the Revolution and George Washington —it cured me.”
‘There is another advantage in being an earl, sometimes,’ said
Mr. Havisham slowly, and he fixed his shrewd eyes on the little boy
with a rather curious expression. "Some earls have a great deal
of money.”
He was curious because he wondered if his young friend knew
what the power of money was.
‘“ That s a good thing to have,” said Ceddie innocently. "I wish
I had a great deal of money.”
“Do you?” said Mr. Havisham. "And why?”
“Well,” explained Cedric, " there are so many things a person
can do with money. You see, there s the apple-woman. If I were
very rich I should buy her a little tent to put her stall in, and a little
stove, and then I should give her a dollar every morning it rained,
so that she could afford to stay at home. And then—oh! Í d give
her a shawl. And, you see, her bones would nt feel so badly. Her
bones are not like our bones; they hurt her when she moves. It’s
very painful when your bones hurt you. If I were rich enough |
to do all those things for her, | guess her bones would be all
right.”
“Ahem!” said Mr. Havisham. ‘And what else would you do
if you were rich ?”
“Oh! I d do a great many things. Of course I should buy
Dearest all sorts of beautiful things, needle-books and fans and gold
thimbles and rings, and an encyclopedia, and a carriage, so that she
need n't have to wait for the street-cars. If she liked pink silk
dresses, I should buy her some, but she likes black best. But I ’d