Saved by love : $b A story of London streetsLeslie, Emma
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Saved by love : $b A story of London streets
Leslie, Emma
Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Homeless girls -- Juvenile fiction
Just as it was getting dusk she got the tea ready, and then sat down to
wait for Elfie's coming. But an hour passed and no one came; and then,
feeling faint and almost sick with hunger, she took her tea by herself,
feeling sadly disappointed that Elfie had not come home.
Elfie did not make her appearance until bed-time, and then she crept
in, looking as cross and sullen as when she went out. Susie had
forgotten her unkindness of the afternoon, and jumped up at once to
meet her.
"O Elfie, why didn't you come before?" she said. "I got such a nice tea
ready for you. But never mind; I've kept the teapot on the hob, so it's
hot now, I daresay;" and she went to pour it out.
"I don't want any tea," said Elfie. "Where's the money I left on the
table?"
"Did you want it? O Elfie, I've spent it," said Susie in dismay.
"Oh, it don't matter," said Elfie carelessly, beginning to take off
some of her clothes, ready to go to bed.
"Won't you have some tea? Oh, do, Elfie," said Susie. "I'm sure you
must be hungry. See, I've cut some bread for you, all ready."
But Elfie shook her head. "I don't want it," she said; "I'm not
hungry." And in spite of all Susie's coaxing, she went to bed without
touching a bit.
Susie had a great mind to cry. She felt so vexed; and she thought Elfie
was cross now because she had spent the sixpence. She could not work
any longer; so, putting out the candle, she undressed and crept into
bed beside Elfie, who pretended to be fast asleep.
Susie found out, at last, that she was awake, and creeping closer to
her she said, "I'm so sorry I spent the sixpence, Elfie; it seems so
greedy of me."
"Bother the sixpence! Don't talk about that any more," said Elfie
crossly.
"What shall we talk about?" said Susie. "I'm not at all sleepy, and I
wanted to talk to you, to tell you how good 'our Father' had been to us
to-day," she added in a whisper.
Elfie flounced herself over, pulling all the bed-clothes off Susie.
"You're always talking about that," she said crossly.
Susie did not know what to say, and she felt so hurt that she burst
into tears.
For a few minutes Elfie lay quite still; but at length she turned round
and put the clothes over Susie's shoulders, saying, "There, don't cry,
Susie. I'm such a wretch. I'll go away to-morrow."
But Susie's tears only fell the faster. "O Elfie, what have I done? I'm
so sorry I spent the sixpence; but don't go away to-morrow, and I'll
work and get you another." And she threw her arms round her companion's
neck, and kissed her.
Elfie was crying too now. "I'd better go away, Susie," she said. "I'm a
bad, wicked girl, and you'd better not love me any more."
"But I do love you," sobbed Susie. "O Elfie, don't go away and leave
me!"
"But you can't love me now, Susie! I hit you this afternoon," said
Elfie through her tears.
"I made you cross first. O Elfie, I did not think you wanted that
sixpence for anything, and it was greedy of me to spend it!"
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