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PAYING DEAR FOR IT.
course," said the aunt, Sarah Kingsley, a
tall red-faced woman, who, in bonnet and
shawl, was just about to go out for some
shopping; "but she'll never miss a few
spoonfuls; so take out six-six good unsd'ye hear ? and then set the jug on the hob,
and heat it down nicely again. I guess
there will be still a deal more than she'll
want; it's little enough she can take."
" Oh, but, aunt," began Jessie, looking up
at the woman with a timid glance of anxiety
and doubt.
"None of your impudence for me !" cried
Sarah fiercely; "take the jug down and do
as I bid you, or I'll break every bone in
your body ! " And with this ungentle threat
upon her lips, Sarah pushed past her niece
and left the house, banging the door as she
went out.
" Oh, dear, dear, what shall I do ? I'm
sure that it's dreadful wicked," sighed poor
little Jessie as she slowly went down the
kitchen steps to the room which she shared