Patterson. "That will be silk. Must it be rustly and red, too?"
Anne laughed. "Lizzie would just love a pink parasol," she said. "And I
know what Aunt Charity would like--a pair of big, gold-rimmed
spectacles. I heard her say she'd rather have them than anything else in
the world."
"Is her eyesight very bad?" asked Miss Drayton.
"Why--I don't know. I reckon not." Anne looked puzzled. "Oh! she just
wants them for dress-up. She has a pair of steel-rimmed ones now. She
pulls them down on her nose so she can see over them, you know."
Mr. Patterson threw back his head and laughed till he was red in the
face. "She shall have them," he said, as soon as he could speak. "She
shall have the very biggest pair of gold-rimmed spectacles with plain
glass lens that Claflin's shop affords. May I live to see her wear them!
And we'll send her a good warm shawl besides and Uncle Richard shall
have--shall have a blue overcoat with brass buttons."
"Goody, goody, goody!" cried Anne, clapping her hands. "Oh, please, I
just must kiss you."
"Good pay--and in advance," said Mr. Patterson. "But I charge two
kisses," which he proceeded to take.
"What would Miss Farlow like?" inquired Miss Drayton.
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