whispered her neighbor , a young lady of great presence of mind . Amy hastily shook out half a dozen and laid the rest down before Mr. Davis , feeling that any man possessing a human heart would relent when that delicious perfume met his nose . Unfortunately , Mr. Davis particularly detested the odor of the fashionable pickle , and disgust added to his wrath . `` Is that all ? '' `` Not quite , '' stammered Amy . `` Bring the rest immediately . '' With a despairing glance at her set , she obeyed . `` You are sure there are no more ? '' `` I never lie , sir . '' `` So I see . Now take these disgusting things two by two , and throw them out of the window . '' There was a simultaneous sigh , which created quite a little gust , as the last hope fled , and the treat was ravished from their longing lips . Scarlet with shame and anger , Amy went to and fro six dreadful times , and as each doomed couple , looking oh , so plump and juicy , fell from her reluctant hands , a shout from the street completed the anguish of the girls , for it told them that their feast was being exulted over by the little Irish children , who were their sworn foes . This -- this was too much . All flashed indignant or appealing glances at the inexorable Davis , and one passionate lime lover burst into tears . As Amy returned from her last trip , Mr. Davis gave a portentous `` Hem ! '' and said , in his most impressive manner ... `` Young ladies , you remember what I said to you a week ago . I am sorry this has happened , but I never allow my rules to be infringed , and I never break my word . Miss March , hold out your hand . '' Amy started , and put both hands behind her , turning on him an imploring look which pleaded for her better than the words she could not utter .
She was rather a favorite with ` old XXXXX ' , as , of course , he was called , and it 's my private belief that he would have broken his word if the indignation of one irrepressible young lady had not found vent in a hiss .
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