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KNOT VII.
PETTY CASH.
"Base is the slave that pays."
"Aunt Mattie!"
"My child?"
"Would you mind writing it down at once? I shall be quite certain to forget it if you don't!"
"My dear, we really must wait till the cab stops. How can I possibly write anything in the midst of all this jolting?"
"But really I shall be forgetting it!"
Clara's voice took the plaintive tone that her aunt never knew how to resist, and with a sigh the old lady drew forth her ivory tablets and prepared to record the amount that Clara had just spent at the confectioner's shop. Her expenditure was always made out of her aunt's purse, but the poor girl knew, by bitter experience, that sooner or later
