Perhaps I shall become quite famous as an arranger of flowers on great London dinner-tables.

If I do get orders, and I think I am sure of them, I shall not only be able to pay my own London expenses, but will save something towards our emergency fund.

Oh, Primrose, my heart burns with longings to earn lots of money, and to be great and strong and famous!" This poor little enthusiastic letter reached Primrose when Daisy was at her worst, and it so happened that it lightened her cares about the little sister alone in London.

She felt quite sure that Jasmine was getting plenty of orders, and was earning sufficient money for her own modest wants in the pretty way she spoke of; and in consequence she did not send her any of the money which Daisy had returned to her.
But poor little Jasmine was not receiving orders so fast as Primrose anticipated.

One or two other ladies did ask her to dress their dinner-tables for them, and one or two more promised to do so, and then forgot all about it; but no one paid her as well as Mrs.Daintree had done.