It does n't seem to me that I have anything to say in the matter , Jane Lavinia . '' `` But , oh , Aunt Rebecca , '' said Jane Lavinia tremulously . `` I ca n't go unless you 'll help me . I 'll have to pay for my lessons at the art school , you know . '' `` So that 's it , is it ? And do you expect me to give you the money to pay for them , Jane Lavinia ? '' `` Not give -- exactly , '' stammered Jane Lavinia . `` I 'll pay it back some time , Aunt Rebecca . Oh , indeed , I will -- when I 'm able to earn money by my pictures ! '' `` The security is hardly satisfactory , '' said Aunt Rebecca immovably . `` You know well enough I have n't much money , Jane Lavinia . I thought when I was coaxed into giving you two quarters ' lessons with Miss Claxton that it was as much as you could expect me to do for you . I did n't suppose the next thing would be that you 'd be for betaking yourself to New York and expecting me to pay your bills there . '' Aunt Rebecca turned and went into the house . Jane Lavinia , feeling sore and bruised in spirit ; fled to her own room and cried herself to sleep . Her eyes were swollen the next morning , but she was not sulky . Jane Lavinia never sulked . She did her morning 's work faithfully , although there was no spring in her step . That afternoon , when she was out in the orchard trying to patch up her tattered dreams , Aunt Rebecca came down the blossomy avenue , a tall , gaunt figure , with an uncompromising face . `` You 'd better go down to the store and get ten yards of white cotton , Jane Lavinia , '' she said .
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