She even smiled at the calamitous ending of those books.
"My boy, I see that you have been sorely tempted, and I am sorry that you lost your books.

The wetting that Carlia gave you did no harm ...
but you must have some shoes by tomorrow.

Wait." The mother went to the bureau drawer, opened the lid of a little box, drew from the box a purse, and took from the purse two silver dollars.
She handed them to Dorian.
"Go to town again this afternoon and get some shoes." "But, mother, I hate to take your money.

I think I can black my old ones so that they will not look so bad." "Blacking will not fill the holes.

Now, you do as I say.