“You may buy the ham today, Bobby,” said Mother. “Here is the money. Bring me the change.”
Bobby and Betty went down the street.
They were soon in front of the meat market.
“O Betty!” cried Bobby. “Look at those birds.”
“They are not birds,” said a lady. “They are chickens.”
Bobby and Betty looked at the chickens.
They were poking their heads out of a cage.
“The chickens want to get out of the cage,” said Betty.
“I wish they were out,” said Bobby. “I want to see them run.”
“Let’s go into the meat market,” said Betty.