However, although he took no active part in the duties of the store, he was still there, and sharply watchful for his interests, the greater part of every day.
The two girls went up the steps to the store piazza.

Rose stepped forward and looked in the door.

"Father's in there, and Tommy Ray," she whispered.

"You needn't be afraid to go in." But she entered as she spoke, and Rebecca followed her.
There was one customer in the great country store, a stout old man, on the grocery side.

His broad red face turned towards them a second, then squinted again at some packages on the counter.