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Adela Cathcart, Volume 3 by George MacDonald
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bricklayer going to his work; and found that I had been wandering away
from London all the time; but I did not mind that. Now I turned my face
towards it, though not the way I had come. But I soon got dreadfully tired
and faint, and once I think I fainted quite. I went up to a house, and
asked for a piece of bread, and they gave it to me, and I felt much better
after eating it. But I had to rest so often, and got so tired, and my feet
got so sore, that--you know how late it was before I got home to my
darling uncle.'

"'And me too!' I expostulated.

"'And you, too, Charlie,' she answered; and we all cried over again.

"'This shan't happen any more!' said my uncle.

"After tea was over, he asked for writing things, and wrote a note, which
he sent off.

"The next morning, about eleven, as I was looking out of the window, I saw
a carriage drive up and stop at our door.

"'What a pretty little brougham!' I cried. 'And such a jolly horse! Look
here, Chrissy!'

"Presently Uncle Peter's bell rang, and Miss Chrissy was sent for. She
came down again radiant with pleasure.

"'What do you think, Charlie! That carriage is mine--all my own. And I am
to go to school in it always. Do come and have a ride in it.'

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