It was not a waste of time either; for while she talked the
purchaser made one or two additional selections, and then, after giving
directions concerning them, passed on.
"Do you know who that was?" asked Katy, rushing up as the lady turned
into another aisle of the store.
"Yes: Mrs. M----, of 34th Street. Of course she left her address for
the parcels," replied Julia.
"It's my Rose-lady, as I call her,--don't you remember the one who gave
me the pretty flower?" cried the child.
"Why, so it is!" rejoined Julia. "Well, she's a lovely lady certainly.
She happened to ask what the trouble was about the doll; and was so
interested I couldn't help telling how you had saved and planned to get
it for Ellie, and all about it."
"Mercy! did you?" answered the child, in confusion. "My, but you're
the talker, Julia! What would the likes of her care to hear about
that!"
The store kept open till half-past eleven Christmas Eve; but at length
the last customer was gone, and the employees were allowed to choose
their presents. Katy skipped around with joy when the doll was put
into her arms.
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