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Chapter 1
"Frank,don’tgetgrandideas.Theyonlyleadtotrouble.We’reworking-classpeople,whichmeanswedon’tgetrichorhavemaids.Becontentwithwhatyouareandwhatyouhave.Whenyousaythingslikethisyou’reinsultingDaddy,andhedoesn’tdeserveit.Youknowthat.Hedoesn’tdrink,hedoesn’tgamble,andheworksawfullyhardforus.Notapennyheearnsgoesintohisownpocket.Itallcomestous."
Themuscularshouldershunchedimpatiently,thedarkfacebecameharshandgrim."Butwhyshouldwantingmoreoutoflifethandrudgerybesobad?Idon’tseewhat’swrongwithwishingyouhadamaid."
"It’swrongbecauseitcan’tbe!Youknowthere’snomoneytokeepyouatschool,andifyoucan’tstayatschoolhowareyouevergoingtobeanythingbetterthanamanualworker?Youraccent,yourclothesandyourhandsshowthatyoulaborforaliving.Butit’snodisgracetohavecallusesonyourhands.AsDaddysays,whenaman’shandsarecallusedyouknowhe’shonest."
Frankshruggedandsaidnomore.Thedisheswereallputaway;FeegotouthersewingbasketandsatdowninPaddy’schairbythefire,whileFrankwentbacktothedoll.
"PoorlittleMeggie!"hesaidsuddenly.
"Why?"
"Today,whenthosewretchedchapswerepullingherdollyabout,shejuststoodtherecryingasifherwholeworldhadfallentobits."Helookeddownatthedoll,whichwaswearingitshairagain.
