dirt cheap, too! You must go past Mrs. Simms and show her. She would be pleased to see them."
Elnora sank into a chair because she couldn't stand any longer and contemplated her toe. "Landy, ain't I a queen?" she murmured. "What else have I got?"
"Just a belt, some handkerchiefs, and a pair of top shoes for rainy days and colder weather," said Margaret, handing over parcels.
"About those high shoes, that was my idea," said Wesley. "Soon as it rains, low shoes won't do, and by taking two pairs at once I could get them some cheaper. The low ones are two and the high ones two fifty, together three seventy-five. Ain't that cheap?"
"That's a real bargain," said Mrs. Comstock, "if they are good shoes, and they look it."
"This," said Wesley, producing the last package, "is your Christmas present from your Aunt Maggie. I got mine, too, but it's at the house. I'll bring it up in the morning."
He handed Margaret the umbrella, and she passed it over to Elnora, who opened it and sat laughing under its shelter. Then she kissed both of them. She got a pencil and a slip of paper and set down the prices they gave her of everything they had brought except the umbrella, added the sum, and said laughingly, "Will you please wait till to-morrow for the money? I will have it then, sure."
"Elnora," said Wesley Sinton. "Wouldn't you"
"Elnora, hustle here a minute!" called Mrs. Comstock from the kitchen. "I need you!"
