When young Master Dreamer came out of the store, three radiant faces almost paid him for his self-denial.
"Oh, Nellie!" whispered Bill, trembling with delight.
"God bless him!" said Nellie.
"What shall we buy?" said Bill. "This will buy heaps."
"Billy," said Nell, "don't let us buy candies. They would soon be gone. Let us buy something to amuse Bab when we are away at school."
Poor Billy sighed. It was hard to leave the tempting window. But he was not selfish.
"Shall we buy a dog?" said he.
"No. Mother says they eat too much. Besides, it would run away."
"Rabbits?"
"No; we could not keep them in the room. What do you say to a bird?"