In Homespun by E. (Edith) Nesbit
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With that he laughed, and I flounced out of the shop, my cheeks
flaming and my heart going like an eight-day clock. I was so flustered I didn't notice that some one came out of the shop after me, and I had walked a dozen yards down the street before I saw that some one was alongside of me and saying something to me. It was another old gentleman--at least, not so old as Mr. Aked,--and I remembered now having seen him at the back of the shop. He was taking off his hat, as polite as you please. 'You're quite overcome,' he said, 'and no wonder. Come and have a little dinner with me quietly somewhere, and tell me all about it.' 'I don't want any dinner,' I said; 'I want to go and drown myself, for it's all over, and I've nothing more to look for. My brother Harry will have the farm, and I shan't get a penny of aunt's money. Why couldn't they have made plenty of the ugly old basins while they were about it?' 'Come and have some dinner,' the old gentleman said again, 'and perhaps I can help you. I have a basin just like that.' So I did. We went to some place where there were a lot of little tables and waiters in black clothes; and we had a nice dinner, and I did feel better for it, and when we had come to the cheese, I told him exactly what had happened; and he leaned his head on his hands, and he thought, and thought, and presently he said-- 'Do you think your aunt would sell any of her china?' |
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