"I cannot make things out of nothing, and my
housekeeping money has come to an end. If you had not insisted on those
extra dresses for yourself, the money would have lasted until Mr. Hackett
arrived. I am sure he was not aware how little ready money there was on
hand or he would have arranged for the expenses that were necessary. It is
no use to fret, Gussie; there is plenty in the house to keep us for weeks
yet, if we live plainly. It is a shame to worry and find fault because you
have not everything you want when we have such a comfortable home left to
us."
"But we can't eat the house or the furniture in it," Gussie snappishly
replied, "and I am just tired and sick of the things you have given us to
eat lately. I haven't the least appetite for your 'plain dishes' that you
spend so much time over."
"Very well, Gussie, if you can prepare something better out of what there
is to cook, I wish you would do it. I do not prepare your meals from
choice. I have work of my own to do, and would prefer to keep out of the
kitchen altogether, if it were possible."
"Well, I guess you'll be pretty hungry before _I'll_ go in the kitchen to
cook!" said Gussie, with uplifted nose.
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