"
When Dotty returned with the spectacles, Jennie Vance came with her,
pouting a little at the cool reception she had met, and thinking Miss
Dimple hardly polite because she was too much interested in an old
rag-bag to pay proper attention to visitors.
"Grandma, what makes you pick over these rags? We can take them just
as they are."
"I always do so, my dear, and for several reasons. One is, that
woollen pieces may have crept in by mistake. As we profess to sell
cotton rags, it would be dishonest to mix them with woollen."
"Yes'm, I understand," said Jennie, who often spoke when it was quite
as well to keep silent; "it's always best to be honest--isn't it, Mrs.
Parlin?"
The rags were spread out upon the table, giving Flyaway a fine
opportunity to scatter them right and left.
"O, here's a splendid piece of blue ribbon to make my doll a bonnet,"
said Dotty.
"That's another reason why she picks 'em over," remarked Jennie; "so
she won't waste things. Only, Dotty, that has got an awful
grease-spot."
"There, children," said Mrs.
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