Various, Harper's Round Table, November 3…
“ Millia held the little rock in limp, unbelieving fingers. She saw the tiny sparkles in it; but—gold! Visions of wealth and luxury and rest hurried through her brain, of Thanny looking happy and satisfied again, and of herself—plain, tired little Milly—wearing becoming clothes, and letting her roughened fingers grow smooth and white. Perhaps she would wear soft kid gloves; people did who had gold. Perhaps Thanny would too; Thanny's hands were slender and shapely. Luxuries read of and dreamed of appealed suddenly to her dazzled vision as possible, probable realities ”
