The Portion of Labor by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman
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Fanny turned and looked at Eva, who cast down her eyes before her in
a very shamefacedness of happiness and contrition. "Why, what is it?" repeated Fanny, staring at her. "I've got Jim back, I guess, as well as Ellen," said Eva, "and I'm going to be a good woman." After all the crowd of people outside had gone, the little nervous boy raced into the Brewster yard with a tin cup of chestnuts in his hand. He knocked at the side door, and when Fanny opened it he thrust them upon her. "They're for her!" he blurted out, and was gone, racing like a deer. "Don't you want the cup back?" Fanny shouted after him. "No, ma'am," he called back, and that, although his mother had charged him to bring back the cup or he would get a scolding. Chapter VII Ellen had clung fast all the time to her doll, her bunch of pinks, and her cup and saucer; or, rather, she had guarded them jealously. "Where did you get all these things?" her aunt Eva had asked her, amazedly, when she first caught sight of her, and then had not waited for an answer in her wild excitement of joy at the recovery |
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