`` Do you think I could see any one freezing to death without helping them if I could ? It would n't be right , especially when my father 's a minister . '' `` Will you want them back ? It 's awful cold down at the harbour mouth -- long after it 's warm up here , '' said Lida slyly . `` No , you 're to keep them , of course . That is what I meant when I gave them . I have another pair of shoes and plenty of stockings . '' Lida had meant to stay awhile and talk to the girls about many things . But now she thought she had better get away before somebody came and made her yield up her booty . So she shuffled off through the bitter twilight , in the noiseless , shadowy way she had slipped in . As soon as she was out of sight of the manse she sat down , took off the shoes and stockings , and put them in her herring basket . She had no intention of keeping them on down that dirty harbour road . They were to be kept good for gala occasions . Not another little girl down at the harbour mouth had such fine black cashmere stockings and such smart , almost new shoes . Lida was furnished forth for the summer . She had no qualms in the matter . In her eyes the manse people were quite fabulously rich , and no doubt those girls had slathers of shoes and stockings . Then Lida ran down to the Glen village and played for an hour with the boys before Mr. Flagg 's store , splashing about in a pool of slush with the maddest of them , until Mrs. Elliott came along and bade her begone home . `` I do n't think , Faith , that you should have done that , '' said Una , a little reproachfully , after Lida had gone . `` You 'll have to wear your good boots every day now and they 'll soon scuff out . ''
`` I do n't care , '' cried Faith , still in the fine glow XXXXX having done a kindness to a fellow creature .
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