As she walked home, she thought of what she should say to her mother in favor of the candy project, for she felt sure her mother's pride would throw many obstacles in her path. The best argument she could think of was, that the business would be an honest calling and though she was too proud to beg, she was not too proud to work, or to take a very humble position among the people around her. She did not look upon the act of selling candy to the passers-by in the streets as degrading in itself, and therein she differed very widely from her mother, who had been brought up in ease and affluence. Before she got home she had made up her mind what she should say, and how she should defend her plan from the assaults of pride. "Now, mother, you shall hear my plan," she continued, after she had announced the ill success of her visit to the mayor's house. "I am going into business, and I expect to make a great deal of money." "Are you, indeed?" replied Mrs. Redburn, smiling at the enthusiasm of her daughter. "I am; and you must not be angry with me, or object very much to my plan." "Well, what is your plan?" "I am going to sell candy," said Katy, pausing to notice the effect of this startling declaration. "You know what nice molasses candy you used to make for me. Mrs. Sneed and Mrs. Colvin said a great many times that it was a good deal better than they could buy at the shops." "But, child, I am not able to make candy now. I cannot get off my bed." "I will make it; you shall lay there and tell me how. I am sure I can make it." "It is very hard work to pull it." "I won't mind that." "Suppose you can make it, how will you sell it?" asked Mrs. Redburn, casting an anxious glance at the enthusiastic little girl. "O, I shall take a box, and offer it to the folks that pass along the streets." "Are you crazy, Katy?" exclaimed the mother, raising her head on the bed. "Do you think I could permit you to do such a thing?" "Why not, mother?" "What a life for a child to lead! Do you think I could let you wander about the streets exposed to the insults and rude jests of the vicious and thoughtless? You do not understand what you propose." "I think I do, mother. I don't see any harm in selling candy to those who are willing to buy." "Perhaps there is no harm in the mere act of selling candy; but what a life for you to lead! It makes me shudder to think of it." "It is your pride, mother." "I am thankful I have: some pride left, Katy." "But mother, we can't be poor and proud. We haven't got any money to proud with." "I am proud, I know; I wish I could banish it," replied Mrs. Redburn, with a deep sigh. "Let me try the plan, mother, and if I can't get along with it, I will give it up." "It will subject you to a great many trials and temptations." "I can manage them, mother." "Can you submit to the insults of evil-minded persons?"