"
"Who wouldn't like to do that?" said Jean. "Katharine, what will
you do?"
"I'd have a lovely house somewhere in Europe, Venice, perhaps, or
else Paris, and it should be full of magnificent pictures. And
then I'd have my friends come and stay with me for a year at a
time; and I'd have young artists come and live there, and give
them lessons,--not teach them, you know, but pay for them, to give
them a start, when they couldn't afford it. And when they had
learned to paint and were ready to go home, I'd pay their expenses
for a year, till they were able to support themselves. And then
I'd help poor students through college, and do ever so many things
like that."
"Katharine, you are modest in your plans!" said Molly, laughing.
"How much of an income do you expect to have?"
"I didn't know we were limited," Katharine answered. "I thought we
could have whatever we wished."
"That was the idea," said Alan. "Go on, Jessie; what would you do
if you had all the money in the world?"
"Just what I intend to do now," she replied coolly, "be a doctor."
"What!" And Molly stared at her cousin with wide-open eyes.
"Yes, I think that's what I mean to do," answered Jessie. "I
believe I should rather like it, and if I can tease mamma into
letting me try, I'm coming East again, in a few years, to study.
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