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.