For James, who, she had heard Richard say, was an inveterate smoker, there was a handsome velvet smoking-cap which, having been bought at Saratoga, had cost an enormous sum; for John, an expensive pair of elaborately wrought slippers had been selected; but when it came to Anderson, as Ethelyn persisted in calling the brother whom Richard always spoke of as Andy, she felt a little perplexed as to what would be appropriate.

Richard had talked very little of him--so little, in fact, that she knew nothing whatever of his tastes, except from the scrap of conversation she once accidentally overheard when the old captain was talking to Richard of his brothers.
"Does Andy like busts as well as ever ?" the captain had asked, but Richard's reply was lost as Ethelyn walked on.
Still, she had heard enough to give her some inkling with regard to the mysterious Andy.

Probably he was more refined than either James or John--at all events, he was evidently fond of statuary, and his tastes should be gratified.

Accordingly, Boston was ransacked by Mrs.Dr.Van Buren for an exquisite head of Schiller, done in marble, and costing thirty dollars.

Richard did not see it.