asked Belle , hoping mamma would n't come just yet , for she was getting interested in the stranger . `` To have a nice little room , and make flowers , like a French girl I know . It 's such pretty work , and she gets lots of money , for every one likes her flowers . She shows me how , sometimes , and I can do leaves first-rate ; but -- '' There Lizzie stopped suddenly , and the color rushed up to her forehead ; for she remembered the little rose in her pocket and it weighed upon her conscience like a stone . Before Belle could ask what was the matter , Marie came in with a tray of cake and fruit , saying : `` Here 's your lunch , Miss Belle . '' `` Put it down , please ; I 'm not ready for it yet . '' And Belle shook her head as she glanced at Lizzie , who was staring hard at the fire with such a troubled face that Belle could not bear to see it . Jumping out of her nest of cushions , she heaped a plate with good things , and going to Lizzie , offered it , saying , with a gentle courtesy that made the act doubly sweet : `` Please have some ; you must be tired of waiting . '' But Lizzie could not take it ; she could only cover her face and cry ; for this kindness rent her heart and made the stolen flower a burden too heavy to be borne . `` Oh , do n't cry so ! Are you sick ? Have I been rude ? Tell me all about it ; and if I ca n't do anything , mamma can , '' said Belle , surprised and troubled . `` No ; I 'm not sick ; I 'm bad , and I ca n't bear it when you are so good to me , '' sobbed Lizzie , quite overcome with penitence ; and taking out the crumpled rose , she confessed her fault with many tears . `` Do n't feel so much about such a little thing as that , '' began Belle , warmly ; then checked herself , and added , more soberly , `` It WAS wrong to take it without leave ; but it 's all right now , and I 'll give you as many roses as you want , for I know you are a good girl . '' `` Thank you . I did n't want it only because it was pretty , but I wanted to copy it . I ca n't get any for myself , and so I ca n't do my make-believe ones well . Madame wo n't even lend me the old ones in the store , and Estelle has none to spare for me , because I ca n't pay her for teaching me . She gives me bits of muslin and wire and things , and shows me now and then .
But I know if I had a real flower I could copy it ; so she 'd see I did XXXXX something , for I try real hard .
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