He couldn't say but it was hard
that those poor folks should get nothing but bread and cabbages from
week's end to week's end, just that Master Davie might spoil bits of
deal board with making chips of them."
And when David was sure he shouldn't spoil his wood, Purday had told
him that them toy-shop young gentleman's tools were made to sell, and
not made to cut. Best save up his money, and buy one real man's tool
after another; and then he'd get a set equal to George Bowles's in
time!
Though so young, David was long-sighted and patient enough to see the
sense of this, and had already made up his mind that he would begin
with a gimlet. And though he did not say so, and the first
resolution had cost a very tough struggle, his heart seemed to have
freed itself in that one great sigh, and he was at peace with
himself.
Miss Fosbrook was very glad he had gone to so wise and good an
adviser as Purday, and was almost as happy as David himself. She
gave him and John leave to go with Purday the next day to bargain for
the pig, as David was very anxious for one in especial, whose face he
said was so jolly fat; and it was grand to see the two little boys
consequentially walking on either aide of Purday, who had put on his
whitest round frock for the great occasion.
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