Betty came up close to Mother.

“Why, Betty!” said Mother. “Your shoes are almost as badly worn as Bobby’s.”

“May I have a new pair, Mother?” asked Betty.

“Yes, Betty,” answered Mother. “We will go to the shoe store tomorrow.”

The next day Bobby and Betty went with Mother to the shoe store.

“Shoes for children,” answered Mother when the salesman asked what he could show her.

“What kind, Madam?” asked the salesman.

“Nice, soft shoes,” said Mother, “and shoes that will wear well.”

“Their last shoes were nice and soft; but they did not wear well.”