"My ain't that fine!"
"I got a red dress."
"Why so you have. Seein' you mentioned it, I can notice a shade of red to it. An' that bonnet just sets it off right. That'll make folks set up an' take notice, I'll bet."
"I'm a-goin' to the store, too."
"What do you think of that!" the man drew a half-dollar from his pockets. "Here, get you some candy an' take some home to the kids."
Microby reached for the coin, but Patty drew back her arm.
"Don't touch that!" she commanded sharply, then, with a withering look that encompassed both the man and his jug, she struck the horses with her whip and started down the trail.
"I could of boughten some candies," complained Microby Dandeline.
"I will buy you all the candy you want, but you must promise me never to take any money from men—and especially from that man."
Microby glanced back wistfully, and as the wagon rumbled on her eyes closed and her head began to nod.