she said sharply . `` What in the world are you hanging round for ? '' `` It 's early yet , '' said Bertie cheerfully . `` I thought maybe George Fraser 'd be along and I 'd get a lift as far as the store . '' `` Well , I never saw such laziness ! No wonder old Sampson wo n't keep you longer than the holidays if you 're no smarter than that . Goodness , if I do n't settle that boy ! '' -- as the sound of fretful crying came from the kitchen behind her . `` What is wrong with William John ? '' asked Bertie . `` Why , he wants to go out coasting with those Robinson boys , but he ca n't . He has n't got any mittens and he would catch his death of cold again . '' Her voice seemed to imply that William John had died of cold several times already . Bertie looked soberly down at his old , well-darned mittens . It was very cold , and he would have a great many errands to run . He shivered , and looked up at his aunt 's hard face as she stood wiping her dish-pan with a grim frown which boded no good to the discontented William John . Then he suddenly pulled off his mittens and held them out . `` Here -- he can have mine . I 'll get on without them well enough . '' `` Nonsense ! ''
XXXXX Mrs. Ross , but less unkindly .
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