Part 29 (1/2)
”Silk!” repeated the poor little thing ”Miss Jessie! How good you are toa hair-ribbon And I never had any too many of them”
CHAPTER XXIII
DARRY'S BIG IDEA
When Mrs Foley and the baby arrived home there stood upon the platforure She knew every child in Dogtown, and none of them had ever h amazement
”For love of John Tho her voice ”What's happened to that child? Is it an angel she's turned into? Or is she an heiress, I dunno? Hen Haney!
what's theof this parade? And have you washed the dishes like I told you?”
”Youdown tothe baby from her ”Go and see and speak to the child,” she whispered ”She is so delighted that she has not been able to talk for ten minutes”
”Then,” said Mrs Foley solemnly, ”the wor-r-rld has come to an end
When Hen Haney can't talk----”
But she mounted heavily to the platforure She dared notwould happen to her finery
Every individual freckle on her thin, sharp face seeh there was some radiance behind it Absurd as that taffeta dress was for a child of her age, it see bad (she had already acclaimed it to Amy and Jessie) could happen to her with that frock on And those silk stockings! And the patent-toed shoes! And a hat that almost hid the child's features from view!
”Well, well, well!” muttered the amazed Mrs Foley ”If anybody had ever told me that you'd have been dressed up like--like a millionaire's kid! When I took you away froht you out here, Hen Haney, to be a playfellow of me little Charlie, and Billy, and--and--Well, anyway, to be a playrate, did you?”
She had looked into the kitchen and saw the dishes in the sink and the gaping stove hearth, and shook her head Jessie thought it tiive her, Mrs Foley, and blaht I was sure you would want to see her in her Sunday clothes”
A deep sigh welled up froh keep 'em to wear Sundays?” she asked
”If Mrs Foley will let you,” said the politic Jessie ”You can keep them very carefully It is really wonderful hoell they fit”
”Sure,” sighed Mrs Foley, ”she's better dressed than me own children”
”But you told us your children were all boys,” Amy put in quickly
”Aw, but a tiazing at Henrietta alht be if she had so besides freckles to color her face Yes, yes!”
”I alad, Mrs Foley,” said Jessie quickly, ”to see how much you approve of e have tried to do for Henrietta So I ah to ask you to let us take her up to ht
Momsy wants to see her in these new clothes, and----”
”Well, if Mrs Momsy--Or is it Mr Momsy, I dunno?”
”Why, Momsy is my mother!”