She placed this in front of Toby, and as she did so she handed him
two pictures.
"There, little Toby Tyler," she said -- "there's something for you
to eat, if Mr. Job Lord and his precious partner Jacobs did say
you shouldn't have any supper; an' I've brought you a picture of
Samuel an' me. We sell 'em for ten cents apiece, but I'm going to
give them to you, because I like the looks of you."
Toby was quite overcome with the presents, and seemed at a loss
how to thank her for them. He attempted to speak, but could not
get the words out at first; and then he said, as he put the two
photographs in the same pocket with his money: "You're awful good
to me, an' when I get to be a man I'll give you lots of things.
I wasn't so very hungry, if I am such a big eater, but I did want
something."
"Bless your dear little heart, and you shall have something to
eat," said the Fat Woman, as she seized Toby, squeezed him close
up to her, and kissed his freckled face as kindly as if it had been
as fair and white as possible. "You shall eat all you want to; an'
if you get the stomachache, as Samuel does sometimes when he's been
eatin' too much, I'll give you some catnip tea out of the same
dipper that I give him his. He's a great eater, Samuel is," she
added, in a burst of confidence, "an' it's a wonder to me what he
does with it all sometimes."
"Is he?" exclaimed Toby, quickly.
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