On the next day, her mother said to her—
"Your Aunt Mary is quite sick, and I am going to see her. Do you wish to go with me?"
"Yes, mother, I should like to go. I am so sorry that Aunt Mary is sick. What ails her?"
"She is never very well, and the least cold makes her sick. The last time she was here she took cold."
As they were about leaving the house, Emma said—
"I'll take my sixpence along, and spend it, mother."
"What are you going to buy?" asked Mrs Lee.
"I don't know," replied Emma. "Sometimes I think I will buy some cakes; and then I think I will get a whole sixpence worth of cream candy, I like it so."
"Have you forgotten the book?"
"Oh, no! Sometimes I think I will buy the book. Indeed, I don't know what to buy."