She would make me take it, and said so much, that, at last, I told her if she would lend it to me, I would take it." "It was the same as a gift," said Mrs.Redburn, blushing with shame at the thought of accepting alms.
"No, it wasn't; she may think it was, but I mean to pay her, and I shall pay her; I know I shall." "If you can," sighed the proud mother.
"I shall be able to pay her soon, for I mean to sell lots of candy." "You may be disappointed." "No: I am sure I shall sell a good deal; I mean to make people buy.

I shall talk up smart to them just as the shopkeepers do; I am going to tell them what candy it is, and that their little sons and daughters will like it very much." "You are beside yourself, Katy.

It pains me to hear you talk so.

It is sad to think a child of mine should relish such an employment as that in which you are going to engage." "Do you remember the book my Sunday-school teacher gave me last New Year's day, mother?
It was all about false pride; I want you to read it, mother.

We can't afford to be so proud." "Go and get your molasses.