“You insupportable thing!” cried she, and taking the watch from her neck she handed it to her father, saying: “I beg you, dear Papa, to put this in your pocket. It is very annoying!”
He took the watch, and seeing a friend on the street, went to the door to speak with him.
“Toc! Toc! Toc! Toc!”
The watch raised its voice so that Fannie should hear it. The people in the shop all asked where the noise came from. And her father, mortified, said good-bye to his friend, gave back the watch to Fannie, and hurried her into the carriage.
She was soon at the dressmaker’s, and her ill-humour passed as she ordered a dress of pink brocade trimmed with rich lace, and a robe of garnet velvet embroidered with gold threads, and a cloak of silver cloth trimmed with pearls. She was not yet through when she glanced at the clock, and saw that it was eleven.
“Oh!” thought she, “that horrid watch is going to disturb me again! But I’ll finish my ordering!”
“Toc! Toc! Toc! Toc!”
The dressmaker turned her head. “What’s that, Miss?” she exclaimed with fright.
“It is nothing, let us go on!” said Miss Tardy.
“Toc! Toc! Toc! Toc!” louder than before.