"
"With all my heart: there."
(Almost in a whisper) "He has told me."
Rhoda put the other hand to her face, though it was so dark.
"Oh, Miss Gale, how _could_ you? Only think! Suppose you had killed
yourself, or made yourself very ill. Your mother would have come directly
and found you so; and only think how unhappy you would have made her."
"Can I have forgotten my mother?" asked Rhoda of herself, but aloud.
"Not willfully, I am sure. But you know geniuses are not always wise in
these little things. They want some good humdrum soul to advise them in
the common affairs of life. That want is supplied you now; for _I_ am
here--ha-ha!"
"You are no more commonplace than I am; much less now, I'll be bound."
"We will put that to the test," said Zoe, adroitly enough. _"My_ view of
all this is--that here is a young lady in want of money _for a time,_ as
everybody is now and then, and that the sensible course is to borrow some
till your mother comes over with her apronful of dollars. Now, I have
twenty pounds to lend, and, if you are so mighty sensible as you say, you
won't refuse to borrow it."
"Oh, Miss Vizard, you are very good; but I am afraid and ashamed to
borrow.
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