She regarded him like a small, incarnate truth and honesty.

Then she turned, and her brother was following with a reluctant backward pull at her leading hand, when suddenly he burst forth with a shout of malicious glee.
"Say, you are making me go away, when I haven't given him back his old candy, after all! He didn't take it." Charlotte promptly caught the paper bag from her brother's hand, advanced upon Anderson, and thrust it in his face as if it had been a hostile weapon.

Anderson took it perforce.
"Here is your property," said she, proudly, but she seemed almost as childish as her brother.
"I ain't said any apology, either," said Eddy.
"The coming here and returning it is apology enough," said Anderson.
He looked foolishly at the ridiculous paper bag, sticky with lollipops.

For the first time he felt distinctly ashamed of his business.

It seemed to him, as he realized its concentration upon the petty details of existence, its strenuous dwelling upon the small, inane sweets and absurdities of daily life which ought to be scattered with a free hand, not made subjects of trade and barter, to be entirely below a gentleman.