"I wish them to be _my size_, so I'll try them on," was the answer.

"Well ef they're ter be your size, they're to be yourn, ain't they?"
queried Joel, determined if possible to know all about this wild
extravagance.

Randy had changed her gold piece for a bill before she left home, well
knowing that the bill would attract less attention.

Assuming not to have heard his question, Randy took her parcels, and gave
Joel her bill. Joel took the money, but he could not resist the temptation
to ask one more question.

"Mebbe ye didn't know that yer pa bought a pair er shoes jest that size
t'other night, did ye?"

No one person was ever known to have bought two pairs of shoes and two
dresses at Barnes' store within a week, and the clerk was wild with
curiosity, but just as he was about to repeat his question, Jotham entered
the store, and Joel turned to see what his errand might be.

"Nothing to-day," said Jotham, "I saw Randy in here, and I thought I'd
offer to take her bundles."

Together they left the store, and as they turned into the quiet, shady
road Randy said,

"I think I never was more glad to see you, Jotham, than when I turned and
saw you in the doorway of the store."