"Well, I never!" Mrs.
Dawson exclaimed; "now, that is kind of you, Mr.Binns.

I'm sure Jessie'll be proud enough of that, won't you, Jessie ?" "Oh yes, thank you," said Jessie earnestly.

"I'll--I'll only wear it for best." At which Mr.Binns and Mrs.Dawson and the pleasant-faced girl all laughed, Jessie didn't know why, and then granny said "good-bye," and she and Jessie made their way out into the street.

The afternoon sun was fading by this time, and the shadows had grown long.
"I do want my tea badly, don't you ?" said granny again.
"Yes," sighed Jessie, for she was really very tired, "but it doesn't matter," she hastened to add.

It was what she used to say to her mother to comfort her when there was little or no food in the house.
"But it does matter," said granny decidedly; "we have a longish walk before us, and we shan't get anything for another couple of hours or so, if we don't have it now.