"No, keep the change," he said royally. "It was worth it."
"Then I'll buy two doughnuts with my extra nickel," said Betsy.
"No, you won't," said the girl. "You'll take all you want for nothing ...
Momma'll never miss 'em. And what you sell here has got to be fresh
every day. Here, hold out your hands, both of you."
"Some people came and bought things," said Betsy, happening to remember
as she and Molly turned away. "The money is on that shelf."
"Well, NOW!" said the girl, "if she didn't take hold and sell things!
Say ... "--she ran after Betsy and gave her a hug--"you smart young one,
I wish't I had a little sister just like you!"
Molly and Betsy hurried along out of the gate into the main street of
the town and down to the station. Molly was eating doughnuts as she
went. They were both quite hungry by this time, but Betsy could not
think of eating till she had those tickets in her hand.
She pushed her quarter and a nickel into the ticket-seller's window and
said "Hillsboro" in as confident a tone as she could; but when the
precious bits of paper were pushed out at her and she actually held
them, her knees shook under her and she had to go and sit down on the
bench.
"My! Aren't these doughnuts good?" said Molly. "I never in my life had
ENOUGH doughnuts before!"
Betsy drew a long breath and began rather languidly to eat one herself;
she felt, all of a sudden, very, very tired.
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