human
Good for you, Billy! That's what we'll call it! That's a name to bring good luck. 'The Little Nelly!' and may she turn out not so 'little,' after all; and the first bucketful of ore we draw up, Nelly, we'll drink your health, and christen the mine.
gpt
Did you mean that I am to name the mine, sir?
human
No, said Mr. Scholfield:
gpt
I think I would rather not have it named after me, she said:
human
What's that?
gpt
The Good Luck,
human
By jingo! said he,
gpt
But I wasn't looking for this, Billy, said Nelly.
human
I gave up looking for one a long time ago, when we began to sell the eggs. It was just an accident that I happened to remember the black stones in here.
gpt
That's the way some of the best mines have been found, said Mr. Scholfield:
human
Yes, said Mr. March,
gpt
That's so, said Mr. Scholfield, looking admiringly at Nelly.
human
She's a most uncommon girl, that Nelly of yours. I think we ought to call the mine after her; it's hers.
gpt
No, said Mr. March:
human
I like her name for it best. Let us call it 'The Good Luck.'
gpt
Why should it not have happened to us, as well as to so many people, she thought.
human
Oh! if we only could have just money enough to give Rob and Nelly a good education, I would not ask for any thing more. And, even if this is not very much of a mine, it might give us money enough for that.