“Are you sorry enough to take those berries back, and tell Mr. Dingle what you did?” asked her mother.
That was quite different from being sorry in their own kitchen.
“Oh, mother, I don’t want to do that!” said Helen, tears coming into her eyes.
“That is because you are ashamed, Helen,” said her mother; “but I hope you will always be brave enough to do the right thing.”
“Will you go with me to the store, mother?” asked Helen.
“No,” said her mother, “I want you to go by yourself. But I can help you this much: I can telephone Mr. Dingle that you are coming.”
Helen sighed. “I wish I had been, and was back again,” she said, picking up the pretty berries.
“Well, well!” said Mr. Dingle, when Helen handed him the berries, “it takes a pretty brave girl to own up. If you were a boy, little girl, I would ask you to come and work for me this next vacation.”
QUESTIONS
Why do you think Helen felt so uncomfortable when she was asking for the butter, and later when her mother asked her where she got the cranberries?