. The pot of gold, and other stories . able, Willy came clumping painfully in his bigshoes into the yard. There were blisters on his small,delicate heels, but nobody knew it. His little fairface was red and tired, but radiant. His pail washeaped and rounded up with the most magnificentberries of the season. Just look here, said he, with his sweet voice allquivering with delight. He stood outside on the piazza, and lifted the pailon to the window-sill. He could not wait until hecame in to show these berries. He would have to walkway around through the kitchen in those irritatingshoes. They all
. The pot of gold, and other stories . able, Willy came clumping painfully in his bigshoes into the yard. There were blisters on his small,delicate heels, but nobody knew it. His little fairface was red and tired, but radiant. His pail washeaped and rounded up with the most magnificentberries of the season. Just look here, said he, with his sweet voice allquivering with delight. He stood outside on the piazza, and lifted the pailon to the window-sill. He could not wait until hecame in to show these berries. He would have to walkway around through the kitchen in those irritatingshoes. They all exclaimed and admired them as much ashe could wish, then Grandma said suddenly: Butwhat did you do with the coat, Willy ? The coat? repeated Willy in a bewildered way. Yes; the coat. Did you take it over to Josiesan leave it ? If you did, you must go right back andget it. Did you ? No. Why, what did you do with it ? I didnt do anything with it. William Dexter Norton ! what do you mean? Everybody had stopped eating, and was staring out. A PLAIN CASE. 251 at Willy, who was staring in. His happy little redface had suddenly turned sober. Come in, Sonny, an well see what all thetroubles about, an straighten it out in a jiffy, spokeup Grandpa. The contrast between Grandpas slowtones and the jiffy was very funny. Willy crept slowly down the long piazza, throughthe big kitchen into the dining-room. Now, Sonny, come right here, said his grand-father, an well have it all fixed up nice. The boy kept looking from one face to another in awondering frightened way. He went hesitatingly upto his grandfather, and stood still, his poor littlesmarting feet toeing in, after a fashion they had, whentired, the pail full of berries dangling heavily on hisslight arm. Now, Sonny, look up here, an tell us all about did you do with Grandpas coat, boy ? •I — didnt do anything with it. William. began his grandmother, but Grandpainterrupted her. Just wait a minute, mother, saidhe. Sonny an I air
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