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ed off with it. But I'dbeen extravagant, I couldn't afford any more. And he needn'thave let me have it if he hadn't wanted to."　　"No, he needn't, need he," said Paul,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and the two comfortedeach other from the fear of having robbed the pot man.　　"We c'n have stewed fruit in it," said Paul.　　"Or custard, or a jelly," said his mother.　　"Or radishes and lettuce," said he.　　"Don't forget that bread," she said, her voice bright with glee.　　Paul looked in the oven; tapped the loaf on the base.　　"It's done," he said, giving it to her.　　She tapped it also.　　"Yes," she replied,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], going to unpack her bag. "Oh, and I'ma wicked, extravagant woman. I know I s'll come to want."　　He hopped to her side eagerly, to see her latest extravagance. She unfolded another lump of newspaper and disclosed some roots ofpansies and of crimson daisies.　　"Four penn'orth!" she moaned.　　"How CHEAP!" he cried.　　"Yes, but I couldn't afford it THIS week of all weeks."　　"But lovely!" he cried.　　"Aren't they,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!" she exclaimed, giving way to pure joy. "Paul, look at this yellow one, isn't it--and a face just like anold man!"　　"Just!" cried Paul, stooping to sniff. "And smells that nice,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! But he's a bit splashed."　　He ran in the scullery, came back with the flannel, and carefullywashed the pansy.　　"NOW look at him now he's wet!" he said.　　"Yes!" she exclaimed, brimful of satisfaction.　　The children of Scargill Street felt quite select. At theend where the Morels lived there were not
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