Louise nodded, and began unwrapping the bundle.
“This is my present to Faith,” she said, struggling to untie the heavy string.
“Let me, Louise; let me,” and Donald was down on his knees and in a moment the bundle was opened, and Donald exclaimed:
“My! It’s a coat exactly like Louise’s.”
“There’s a cap too, and mittens,” said Louise eagerly. “Do try it on.”
Donald stood holding the coat; and Faith, as excited and happy as Louise, slipped on the coat, put the cap on her head and held out her hands for the mittens.
“Oh, Louise! They are lovely. I may keep them, mayn’t I, Aunt Prissy?” she asked, turning about for her aunt to see how nicely the coat fitted.
Neither of the little girls noticed that Mrs. Scott looked grave and a little troubled, for she was thinking that this was almost too fine a present for her little niece to accept from the shoemaker’s daughter. But she knew that to refuse to let Faith accept it would not only make both the girls very unhappy, but that Mr. Trent would forbid Louise coming to the house, and so stop all her friendly efforts to help Louise; so she added her thanks to those of Faith, and the two little friends were as happy as it is possible to be over giving and receiving a beautiful gift. Faith even forgot her blue beads in the pleasure of possessing the pretty coat and cap.