But none appeared ; and she was about to despond again , when the girl said , gently : `` I have none by me now , but I may be able to find you some . '' `` Thank you very much ; but I have been everywhere in vain . Still , if you do get any , please send them to me as soon as possible . Here is my card . '' Miss Berton glanced at it , then cast a quick look at the sweet , anxious face before her , and smiled so brightly that Belle smiled also , and asked , wonderingly : `` What is it ? What do you see ? '' `` I see the dear young lady who was so kind to me long ago . You do n't remember me , and never knew my name ; but I never have forgotten you all these years . I always hoped I could do something to show how grateful I was , and now I can , for you shall have your flowers if I sit up all night to make them . '' But Belle still shook her head and watched the smiling face before her with wondering eyes , till the girl added , with sudden color in her cheeks : `` Ah , you 've done so many kind things in your life , you do n't remember the little errand girl from Madame Tifany 's who stole a rose in your hall , and how you gave her rubber boots and cake and flowers , and were so good to her she could n't forget it if she lived to be a hundred . '' `` But you are so changed , '' began Belle , who did faintly recollect that little incident in her happy life . `` Yes , I had a fall and hurt myself so that I shall always be lame . '' And Lizzie went on to tell how Madame had dismissed her in a rage ; how she lay ill till Mrs. Brown sent her to the hospital ; and how for a year she had suffered much alone , in that great house of pain , before one of the kind visitors had befriended her . While hearing the story of the five years , that had been so full of pleasure , ease and love for herself , Belle forgot her errand , and , sitting beside Lizzie , listened with pitying eyes to all she told of her endeavors to support herself by the delicate handiwork she loved . `` I 'm very happy now , '' ended Lizzie , looking about the little bare room with a face full of the sweetest content . `` I get nearly work enough to pay my way , and Estelle sends me some when she has more than she can do . I 've learned to do it nicely , and it is so pleasant to sit here and make flowers instead of trudging about in the wet with other people 's hats . Though I do sometimes wish I was able to trudge , one gets on so slowly with crutches . '' A little sigh followed the words , and Belle put her own plump hand on the delicate one that held the crutch , saying , in her cordial young voice : `` I 'll come and take you to drive sometimes , for you are too pale , and you 'll get ill sitting here at work day after day . Please let me ; I 'd love to ; for I feel so idle and wicked when I see busy people like you that I reproach myself for neglecting my duty and having more than my share of happiness . ''
XXXXX thanked her with a look , and then said , in a tone of interest that was delightful to hear : `` Tell about the wreath you want ; I should so love to do it for you , if I can . ''
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