Tip was half distracted with thinking about it; he felt provoked at Mr.Minturn, and Mr.Minturn's brother, and the store in Albany, and the boy who helped himself out of other people's bundles; they were all trying to cheat him out of his education.

A dozen times he said it was settled, and as many times began at the beginning to think it all over again.

He went home finally, after the meat was carried around; but this didn't help him any.

Home hadn't gone back to its old state of dirt and disorder: Kitty's first attempt had been too successful, and she had liked the looks of things too well to give up; so there was a great change for the better in the housekeeping, which both Kitty and her mother enjoyed.

Still, there was no denying that, though a clean, it was a very forlorn little room, with very few things for comfort or convenience.