Without dwelling upon details, it is sufficient to say that before sunset the two sisters found themselves installed in a pretty and cosey home in a much better part of the city. There was a parlor, fronting on the street, a kitchen, and there were three sleeping-rooms, so that each of the little family could have one. The parlor contained a piano, a bookcase, well filled--this had not belonged to the recent tenants, but was supplied, without the knowledge of Rose, by Miss Wilmot. Adeline uttered a cry of delight as she went from room to room. "It is delightful!" she said. "Here is an easy-chair for you," said Miss Wilmot. "It will be more comfortable than a rocking-chair, even." This, too, had been added by the thoughtful spinster. "Now open the piano and let me hear you play," said Miss Wilmot. While Rose was playing, her benevolent friend nodded approvingly more than once. "You'll do," she said. "I confess I had some doubts about your qualifications as a teacher, but I can see that you are a brilliant performer." "If I can obtain pupils, I hope to suit," said Rose, modestly. "I have some in view. An acquaintance of mine, Mrs. Tilton, of West Forty-second street, is in want of a music-teacher for her two girls. I will send you there, with a note, to-morrow. But first I must give you a hint. How much were you intending to charge for a lesson?" "I had not thought," said Rose, hesitating. "How would fifty cents do?" "Fifty cents!" repeated Miss Wilmot, with a rising inflection. "If you undervalue yourself to that extent, no one will think you know how to teach. You must charge two dollars per lesson." "But will anybody pay me so much?" asked Rose, amazed. "To one who has only been earning thirty-five cents a day at vest-making, fifty cents an hour seems very large pay." "My dear child, be guided by me. I know the world, and the world will set very much the same value upon you that you set on yourself. Ask Mrs. Tilton two dollars an hour." "But if she objects to pay it?" "Say that you are sorry that you cannot make any arrangements." "I am afraid I can't keep a straight face when I ask such a price, Miss Wilmot." "Oh, yes, you will! Don't feel nervous. If you lose the pupils, I will see that you don't suffer by it. By the way, put on your best dress, for it is desirable that you make a favorable first impression." "I will follow your advice, Miss Wilmot," said Rose. "You can't do better." The next day Rose rang the bell at the door of a fine brown-stone house on West Forty-second street. "Is Mrs. Tilton at home?" she asked. "Yes, miss. Who shall I say wishes to see her?" "The music-teacher." Rose was shown into the drawing-room, and presently Mrs. Tilton entered. She was a tall, blonde lady of fashionable appearance, thoroughly worldly, and influenced by externals to a large extent. "I believe Miss Wilmot has written you in reference to the subject of my call," said Rose. "Yes, Miss Beaufort. You are a music-teacher?"