The Linnet's Wings | Page 107

WINTER ' FOURTEEN picked the littlest one he had and he said, No, only my best doll is good enough for you. So he gave me the biggest doll he had.” “It was gittin’ late and I had to be home before dark so I walked over to the trolley stop and sit on the bench. I still had my tokens so I figgered to git home on time even if I had to walk from the end of the line. Then his voice come from behind me.” “Pretty little lady, fancy meeting you here.” “I knowed he followed me but I didn’t care; I jest wanted to hear him talk and he looked so good. He had a new suit on with a tie and shiny black shoes. His Stetson was sparklin’ white, without a smudge on it. With his big shoulders he was perfect. I jest didn’t know what to say. But that didn’t matter ‘tall ‘caus