"He got
off with more'n forty cents worth o' stuff--the old pig! I'll fix him
yet!"
"Well, don't worry any more over it, Jimmy. Losin' th' forty cents
won't break me, I guess," said Theo, kindly.
Jimmy brightened up a little, but the shadow again darkened his face
as he said, anxiously, "I s'pose you won't never trust me to run the
stand again?"
"Trust you, Jimmy? Well, I guess I will. No danger of _your_
trusting Carrots again, I'm sure."
"Not if I know myself," responded Jimmy, promptly, and Theo went on,
"I s'pose your mother wouldn't want you to stay out of school mornin's
for a week or two?"
Jimmy looked at him with sparkling eyes.
"Do you mean"--he began, breathlessly, and then paused.
"I mean that I may want you to run the stand for me all next week, as
well as to-morrow," Theo answered.
"Oh--ee! That's most too good to b'lieve," cried the little
fellow. "Say! I think you're--you're prime, Tode. I must go an' tell
ma," and he dashed out of the door, his face fairly beaming with
delight.
"It's worth while to make anybody so happy, isn't it, Theo?" Nan said,
then she added, thoughtfully, "Do you think the brass-cleaning will
take all your time, so you can't be at the stand any more?"
"Just at first it will. Maybe I shall fix it differently after a
while," he answered.
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