Money in large quantities isn't necessary
to provide the _most interesting_ things in the world, while millions
don't bring happiness. I can find more in what you would class almost
poverty."
"Why don't you try it?" suggested Mrs. Minturn.
"But I _have!_" said Leslie. "And I enjoy it! I could go with a man I love
as I do Daddy, and make a home, and get joy I never have found in society,
from just what we two could do with our own hands in the woods. I don't
like a city. If Daddy's business didn't keep him here, I would be in the
country this minute. Look at us poor souls trying to find pleasure in a
basket from the swamp, when we might have the whole swamp. I'd be happy to
live at its door. Now try a basket full of it. There are three. You are to
examine each of them carefully, then write on a slip of paper which you
think the _most artistic_. You are not to say things that will influence
each other's decisions, or Mr. Lowry's. I want a straight opinion from
each of you."
They entered the florist's, and on a glass table faced the orchids, the
slippers, the fringed basket, and the moccasins.
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