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The Indian Gentleman
Tobeasproudasthatwouldbeacruelthing.Sosheactuallyputherprideinherpocket,thoughitmustbeadmittedhercheeksburned.
"Thankyou,"shesaid."Youareakind,kindlittledarlingthing."Andashescrambledjoyfullyintothecarriageshewentaway,tryingtosmile,thoughshecaughtherbreathquicklyandhereyeswereshiningthroughamist.Shehadknownthatshelookedoddandshabby,butuntilnowshehadnotknownthatshemightbetakenforabeggar.
AstheLargeFamily’scarriagedroveaway,thechildreninsideitweretalkingwithinterestedexcitement.
"Oh,Donald,"(thiswasGuyClarence’sname),Janetexclaimedalarmedly,"whydidyouofferthatlittlegirlyoursixpence?I’msuresheisnotabeggar!"
"Shedidn’tspeaklikeabeggar!"criedNora."Andherfacedidn’treallylooklikeabeggar’sface!"
"Besides,shedidn’tbeg,"saidJanet."Iwassoafraidshemightbeangrywithyou.Youknow,itmakespeopleangrytobetakenforbeggarswhentheyarenotbeggars."
"Shewasn’tangry,"saidDonald,atrifledismayed,butstillfirm."Shelaughedalittle,andshesaidIwasakind,kindlittledarlingthing.AndIwas!"—stoutly."Itwasmywholesixpence."
JanetandNoraexchangedglances.
"Abeggargirlwouldneverhavesaidthat,"decidedJanet."Shewouldhavesaid,’Thankyerkindly,littlegentleman—thankyer,sir;’andperhapsshewouldhavebobbedacurtsy."
