It's almost two hundred and fifty; and I'll get a good deal out of the sale." But this sale was a long agony.

It lasted a week.

Everything went--everything but the few big pieces that went with the suite, and that belonged to the photographer.

The melodeon, the chairs, the black walnut table before which they were married, the extension table in the sitting-room, the kitchen table with its oilcloth cover, the framed lithographs from the English illustrated papers, the very carpets on the floors.

But Trina's heart nearly broke when the kitchen utensils and furnishings began to go.