It was plain to be seen that Bessie had set her heart on that doll . And what would she do when the doll was sold , as would probably happen soon ? Tommy thought Bessie would feel awful sad , and he would be responsible for it . What Tommy feared came to pass . One afternoon , when they went up to Mr. Blacklock 's store , the doll was not in the window . `` Oh , '' cried Bessie , bursting into tears , `` she 's gone -- Roselle Geraldine is gone . '' `` Perhaps she is n't sold , '' said Tommy comfortingly . `` Maybe they only took her out of the window 'cause the blue silk would fade . I 'll go in and ask . '' A minute later Tommy came out looking sober . `` Yes , she 's sold , Bessie , '' he said . `` Mr. Blacklock sold her to a lady yesterday . Do n't cry , Bessie -- maybe they 'll put another in the window ` fore long . '' `` It wo n't be mine , '' sobbed Bessie . `` It wo n't be Roselle Geraldine . It wo n't have a blue silk hat and such cunning brown eyes . '' Bessie cried quietly all the way home , and Tommy could not comfort her . He wished he had never shown her the doll in the window . From that day Bessie drooped , and Tommy watched her in agony . She grew paler and thinner .
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