The Wide, Wide World by Elizabeth Wetherell
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had chosen one with her own name.
"Will you send these things _at once?_" said Mrs. Montgomery; "I particularly wish to have them at home as early in the day as possible." The man promised. Mrs. Montgomery paid the bill, and she and Ellen left the store. They walked a little way in silence. "I cannot thank you, Mamma," said Ellen. "It is not necessary, my dear child," said Mrs. Montgomery, returning the pressure of her hand; "I know all that you would say." There was as much sorrow as joy at that moment in the heart of the joyfullest of the two. "Where are we going now, Mamma?" said Ellen again, after a while. "I wished and intended to have gone to St. Clair and Fleury's, to get you some merino and other things, but we have been detained so long already that I think I had better go home. I feel somewhat tired." "I am very sorry, dear Mamma," said Ellen; "I am afraid I kept you too long about that desk." |
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