“Oh，givehimsomething！“Mrs。Marchentreated。“He’ssuchadear。”
“No，no！Iamnotgoingtohavemylittlehunchbackandhercatoutdone。”
herefused；andthenhewasabouttoyield。
“Holdon！”saidStoller，assumingthehost。“Igotthechange。”
Hegavetheboyafewkreutzers，whenMrs。Marchhadmeantherhusbandtorewardhisnaivetewithhalfaflorinatleast；butheseemedtofeelthathehadnowingratiatedhimselfwiththeladies，andheputhimselfinchargeofthemforthewalktothecemeterychapel；hemadeMissTriscoelethimcarryherjacketwhenshefounditwarm。