Dearest Charlotte, Audrey Lockyer [best pdf reader for ebooks TXT] 📗

“It was beautiful, made of midnight blue silk, lace sleeves... You can imagine the type of thing.” “I do wish I could dress like that...” She said, dreamily. “You look fine as you are, Lettie, the dress that Jane made is wonderful!” “I know and I love it but I wish I could wear a dress like the rich folk, for just one night!” “Lettie, sit at the table; the soup is ready!” Aunt Harriet said, putting three steaming hot bowls of vegetable soup on the table. “Mrs Maidstone gave me some bread this morning.” Charlotte jumped up and fetched the half loaf that the old lady next door had given her. “I told you, I don’t want you taking charity from people!” her father said, quite angrily. Charlotte looked rather put out. “Ah c’mon Robert, it’s not charity! It’s an old lady, who saw that you were in a spot of bother and wanted to help!” Aunt Harriet exclaimed. “Yes Papa, Mrs Maidstone is a nice old lady!” Charlotte said, sitting back down. “Don’t do rude, Charlotte.” “But Pa, I wasn’t!”