While she was thinking and praying, tears stole down her face; Fanny
saw them, and stopped her work, and looked sorrowfully at her--
"Now you are crying again, grandmother, she said," and that's what
makes me break the tenth commandment, for I can't help wishing the
gentleman had given me that half-sovereign. But I will say the verses
again to-day about the lilies and birds; for you know I said that
morning--
'Mortals fly from doubt and sorrow,
God provideth for the morrow,'
and when I came back with my three sixpences, you said God
_had_ provided for the morrow, for you had only two or three
pennies in the house when I went out."
"And how many pennies, pray, have you in the house to-day?" said a
rather gruff voice at the door.
Mrs. Newton and Fanny started; but there, standing at the door,
Fanny saw the fat gentleman who had given her the half-sovereign.
"So you have been wishing for my gold, you little rogue," he said,
looking as if he meant to frighten her. "Never mind," he added,
smiling, "you are a good child, and did what was right; and I always
meant to bring it back to you, but I have been kept rather busy these
few days past.
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