Poor and Proud, or the Fortunes of Katy Redburn: a Story for Young Folks by Oliver Optic
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It would buy ever so much molasses of the very best quality. As
she thought of this, she was disposed, at least, to compromise with Miss Grace. "I cannot accept the money as a gift, but you may lend it to me, if you please," said Katy, after she had reflected a moment. "Just as you like," laughed Grace; "but I shall not feel bad if you never pay me." "I shall certainly pay it again," persisted the embryo candy merchant. "I would not take it if I thought I could not." "Very well; but you must know I think you are a very singular little girl." "I am poor and proud; that's all." Katy took the loan, and with her fancy fired with brilliant expectations in regard to the candy operation, ran home to her mother as fast as her feet would carry her. Mrs. Redburn was much displeased with her at first for what she had done. Her pride revolted at the thought of begging a favor; but Katy explained the matter so well that she was satisfied, though nothing was said about the loan she had obtained. Punctually at the appointed hour came Dr. Flynch for the rent. "Have you got the money?" he demanded in his usual bland tones, though Katy thought she could see a wicked purpose in his little |
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