"Well, what do you want; what are you about? eh!"

"Oh, sir!" said the girl; and then she began to cough, for her
breath was quite spent. "See, sir; you said you gave me sixpence, and
Mr. Williams says there are twenty sixpences in this little bit of
money."

"Dear me!" said the gentleman; "is it possible? could I have done
such a thing?" and he began to fumble in his waistcoat pocket.

"Well, really it is true enough," he added, as he drew out a
sixpence. "See what it is to put gold and silver together."

"I wish he would give it to me," thought the little flower-girl;
"how happy it would make poor granny; and perhaps he has got a good
many more of these pretty gold pieces."

But the old gentleman put out his hand, and took it, and turned it
over and over, and seemed to think a little; and then he put his hand
into his pocket again, and took out his purse; and he put the half-
sovereign into the purse, and took out of it another sixpence.

"Well," he said, "there is the sixpence I owe you for the flowers;
you have done right to bring me back this piece of gold; and there is
another sixpence for your race; it is not a reward, mind, for honesty
is only our duty, and you only did what is right; but you are tired,
and have left your employment, and perhaps lost a customer, so I give
you the other sixpence to make you amends."