poor and proud-第6节
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not like to enter the store； so she waited on the sidewalk for half an hour； hoping he would come out。 As he did not appear； her impatience would not permit her to lose any more time； and she timidly opened the door； and inquired of the first salesman she saw if Mister Sneed was in。
〃Mister Sneed！〃 laughed the clerk。 〃Here； Simon； is one of your friends。 Wait upon her。〃
Simon； with a flushed cheek； came to the door。 He was horrified at the insinuation of the salesman and wished Katy had been on the other side of the ocean before she had come there to scandalize him by claiming his acquaintance。
〃What do you want now？〃 he demanded； rather rudely。 〃Is it not enough that I am willing to help you； without your coming here to bring me into contempt with my associates？〃
〃I didn't think there was any harm in it。 I waited outside for half an hour； and you didn't come out。〃
〃I can't leave the affairs of this firm to attend to every little〃 and Master Simon's naturally good heart prevented him from uttering the unkind words that had been on his tongue。 〃I suppose you come to know about the watch。 I haven't had time to call upon the mayor yet； but I will do so at dinner time。〃
〃I only wanted to ask you if you know where Mrs。 Gordon lives；〃 replied Katy； very sad at the thought of the mischief she had done。
〃She lives in Temple Street； over back of the State House。 What do you want of her？〃
〃I want to see her。 Do you suppose you can get that watch back？〃
〃I'm certain I can。 When my friend the mayor hears my story； you may depend upon it he will get the watch； or upset all the pawn…brokers' shops in the city。〃
〃Are you acquainted with the mayor？〃 asked Katy； timidly； for； since the adventure of the previous day； she had entertained some slight doubts in regard to the transcendent abilities of Master Simon Sneed。
〃Certainly I am。 It was only last week that I had a long and extremely interesting conversation with his honor on the sidewalk here before the store。〃
Katy was satisfied； though Simon did not offer to introduce her to his distinguished friend。 How could she help being satisfied in the face of such astounding evidence？ And Simon's declaration was true； for whatever faults he had； he never made up a story out of whole cloth。 It was undeniably true that he had conversed with the mayor for ten full minutes； at the time and place represented。 Simon had been sent out to hold his honor's horse； while a lady with him did some shopping； but his honor preferred to hold his own horse； and amused himself for the time in listening to the big talk of the nice young man。
After receiving more explicit directions in regard to the residence of Mrs。 Gordon； Katy took her leave of Simon。 Next door to Sands & Co。's was the store of a celebrated confectioner。 In the window； with sundry sugar temples； cob houses of braided candy and stacks of cake； was a great heap of molasses candy； and as Katy paused for an instant to gaze at the profusion of sweet things； a great thought struck through her brain。
〃Mother used to make molasses candy for me； and I know just how it is done；〃 said she to herself。 〃What is the reason I can't make candy and sell it？〃
She walked on towards School Street； up which she had been directed to turn； full of this idea。 She would become a little candy merchant。 She felt sure she could find purchasers enough； if her merchandise only looked clean and good。 It was a great deal better than begging； and she thought her mother would consent to her making and selling the candy。 What a glorious idea！ If she could only make money enough to support her mother and herself； how happy she should be！
Full of enthusiasm at the idea of accomplishing such a vast project； she scarcely heeded the crowds of people that thronged the street and rudely jostled her。 If she saw them at all； it was only to regard them as so many purchasers of molasses candy。 With her brain almost reeling with the immensity and magnificence of her scheme； she reached Temple Street。 After a little search； she found the number of Mrs。 Gordon's residence on a splendid house； whose grandness quite abashed her。 But her courage revived as she thought of the purpose that had brought her there； and she boldly rang the bell。 The door was opened by a servant man in a white jacket； of whom she inquired if Mrs。 Gordon was at home。
〃Mrs。 Gordon is at home； but we don't trouble her at the call of a beggar；〃 replied the well…fed servant as he glanced at the homely apparel of Katy。
〃I am not a beggar；〃 she replied； with spirit； her cheek reddening with indignation at the charge。
〃You can't see her； so go about your business。〃
〃Who is it Michael？〃 said a gentle voice within。
〃Only a beggar； Miss Grace； she wants to see Mrs。 Gordon；〃 replied the man； and then a beautiful young lady came to look at her。
〃I am not a beggar； ma'am； indeed I am not。 I want to see Mrs。 Gordon very much。 Please to let me speak to her。〃
The sweet； pleading tones of the child produced their impression on the beautiful lady； and she bade her come in。 Katy entered； and Michael told her to stand in the entry while Miss Grace went up…stairs to call Mrs。 Gordon。
CHAPTER V。
KATY VISITS MRS。 GORDON； AND GETS RID OF DR。 FLYNCH。
Katy gazed with wonder and admiration at the rich furniture of the house； and thought that perhaps her grandfather lived in as good style as Mrs。 Gordon； and that she might some day go to Liverpool and be an inmate of just such a palace。 The door of the sitting…room was open； and she had an opportunity to look at all the fine things it contained。 She had never seen anything so luxurious before； and I must say that she regretted the poverty of her lot； which deprived her mother and herself of them。
All round the room hung pictures in costly frames。 Some of them were portraits； and one which hung over the mantelpiece directly before her； soon attracted her attention； and made her forget the soft divans； the beautiful carpet； and the rich draperies of the windows。 It was the portrait of a lady； and her expression was very like that of her motherso like that she could almost believe the picture had been painted for her mother。 Yet that could not be； for the lady was young； and plump； and rosy； and wore rich laces； and a costly dress。 She seemed to look down upon her from the golden frame with a smile of satisfaction。 There was something roguish in her eye； as though she was on the point of bursting into a laugh at some mischief she had perpetrated。 O； no！ that could not be her mother； she had never seen her look like that。 But there was something that seemed very much like her； and the more she looked at it； the more the picture fascinated her。 She tried to look at something else； but the lady appeared to have fixed her gaze upon her； and； whichever way she turned； those laughing eyes followed her； and brought back her attention to the canvas again。
In vain she attempted to fasten her mind upon some of the other portraits。 There was an elderly gentleman； with a full red face； but the jealous lady would not let her look at him。 She turned round and looked out the windows at the side of the door； but the spell of the lady was upon her； and she could not resist the charm。 The more she studied the portrait； the more convinced she became that it looked like her mother； though there was something about it which was as unlike her as anything could be。 〃What makes you keep looking at me？〃 said Katy to herself； or rather to the lady on the canvas。 〃You needn't watch me so closely； I shall not steal anything。〃
The lady； however； insisted on watching her； and kept her roguish glance fixed upon her with a steadiness that began to make her feel nervous and uneasy； and she was greatly relieved when she heard footsteps on the stairs。
〃Mrs。 Gordon will be down in a moment；〃 said Miss Grace； in kind tones。 〃Won't you come into this room and sit down？〃
Katy thanked her； and Grace led her to a small chair directly under the mischievous…looking lady in the frame； and she felt a kind of satisfaction in being placed out of her sight。 But it seemed； even then； as she cast a furtive glance upward； that those roguish eyes were trying to peer over the picture frame； and get a look at her。
〃Well； little girl； what do you wish with me？〃 said Mrs。 Gordon； a benevolent looking lady； apparently of more than forty years of age； who now entered the room。
The expression of her countenance was very pleasant； and though there were a few wrinkles on her brow and she wore a lace cap； Katy came to the conclusion that the portrait had been taken for her。 She wondered if such a dignified lady could ever have been so roguish as the picture indicated。
〃Please； ma'am；〃 stammered she； rising from her chair； 〃I come to see you about the house we live in。〃
〃What is your name； child？〃
〃Katy Redburn； ma'am。〃
〃In what house do you live in？〃
〃In one of yours in Colvin Court。 Mother is a poor woman； and has been sick so much this summer that she can't pay the rent。〃
〃I am very sorry for you； my child； but I refer you to my agent； Dr。 Flynch。 I do not like to meddle with these things； as I have given him the whole care of my houses。 You will find h
