"
"A cloak! Miss Daisy —" Margaret's lips just parted and showed
the white beneath.
"Yes. I saw you were not warm in that thin shawl."
"It's mighty cold up these ways! —" the girl's shoulders drew
together with involuntary expression.
"And now, Margaret, what other things do you want, to be nice
and comfortable? You must tell me now, because after I go to
school I cannot see you often, you know."
"Reckon I find something to do at the school, Miss Daisy. Aint
there servants?"
"Yes, but I am afraid there may not be another wanted. What
else ought you to have, Margaret?"
"Miss Daisy knows, I'll hire myself out, and reckon I'll get a
right smart chance of wages; and then, if Miss Daisy let me
take some change, I'd like to get some things —"
"You may keep all your wages, Margaret," I said hastily; "you
need not bring them to me; but I want to know if you have all
you need now, to be nice and warm?"
" 'Spect I'd be better for some underclothes —" Margaret said,
half under her breath.
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