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Then she went into the breakfast-room. "Uncle Billy," she said severely, "didn't I tell you not to let Saty out?" "Yes, Miss Dinnie," said the old butler. "Didn't I tell you I was goin' to whoop you if you let Saty out?" "Yes, Miss Dinnie." Miss Dinnie pulled forth from her Christmas treasures a toy riding-whip and the old darky's eyes began to roll in mock terror.
Dinnie was gone. Her mother had taken her out in the country to Grandmother Dean's to spend Christmas, as was the family custom, and Mrs. Dean would not wait any longer for Satan; so she told Uncle Billy to bring him out after supper. "Ain't you 'shamed o' yo'self suh ?" said the old butler, "keeping me from ketchin' Christmas gifts dis day?"
A familiar odor struck Satan's nose, and he stopped for a moment to smell the horse's tracks; and right he was, too, for out at her grandmother's Dinnie refused to be comforted, and in that buggy was Uncle Billy going back to town after him. Snow was falling. It was a great lark for Satan.
Dinnie was gone. Her mother had taken her out in the country to Grandmother Dean's to spend Christmas, as was the family custom, and Mrs. Dean would not wait any longer for Satan; so she told Uncle Billy to bring him out after supper. "Ain't you 'shamed o' yo'self suh ?" said the old butler, "keepin' me from ketchin' Christmas gifts dis day?"
Dinnie," Tommy answered, a little puzzled himself now. "I saw them so clear." "And yet until Betsy came to you, you had never heard tell of them?" "No." "And on reflection you don't care a doit about them?" "N-no." "And you care as little for Betsy?" "No now, but at the time I a kind of thought I was to be married to Andrew."
Dinnie, touched to the heart, printed the best of them in black licorice on short bread for funeral feasts, at which they gave rise to solemn reflections as they went down. Nevertheless, this letter affected none so much as the writer of it.
He looked at Dinnie as much as to say: "I have never disobeyed you before, little mistress, but this time I have an excellent reason for what must seem to you very bad manners " and being a gentleman withal, Satan rose on his haunches and begged.
"You're des a pig, Saty," said Dinnie, but with a sigh for the candy that was not to be, Dinnie opened the door, and Satan, to her wonder, rushed to the counter, put his forepaws on it, and dropped from his mouth a dime. Satan had found that coin on the street.
He began to hoard, his pennies, and one day Uncle Carey found a pile of seventeen under a corner of the carpet. Usually he carried to Dinnie all coins that he found in the street, but he showed one day that he was going into the ball-business for himself. Uncle Carey had given Dinnie a nickel for some candy, and, as usual, Satan trotted down the street behind her.
There was divine providence in Satan's flight for one little dog that Christmas morning; for Uncle Carey saw the old drunkard staggering down the road without his little companion, and a moment later, both he and Dinnie saw Satan nosing a little yellow cur between the palings.
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