"What can we do for you this morning, Miss Dallas?" said one of them,
leaning over the counter.
"Mamma wants four yards of this trimming," said Dimple, holding out her
sample.
The man took it, turned it over to examine both sides, and took down a
box.
"Four yards, did you say?"
"Yes," said Dimple.
He measured it off, saying, "Don't you want some cards? We have some
just in with a lot of goods."
"I would rather have a box," said Dimple; "for I have a new doll, and I
want it to put her sashes in."
"You don't object to having both, do you?" said he. "Suppose I put the
cards in the box. How would that do?"
"Oh, that would be very nice," said Dimple; "you are very kind."
As he went off, she turned to Florence and said in a low tone, "I didn't
like to ask him for two boxes, but I will give you the cards."
"No matter," said Florence. "I don't care very much for a box."
However, when the man returned he had two boxes with four pretty cards
in each.
"Thank you so much," said the girls, highly pleased.
"He is a real nice man," said Florence, when they were in the street. "I
didn't believe he would think of me."
"Yes, I think he is nice," said Dimple; "besides he has known me ever
since I was a baby; he mightn't be so nice to a stranger."
They next came to a little low brown building with one window.
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