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"There's the fair," whispered Meg, but Mr. Mendam heard her.
"Fair?" he said briskly. "What fair? Where? Do you want me to come
and buy things? Tell me where it is and I'll come and bring my
daughter."
But when Meg rather shyly said the fair was to be given in Oak Hill and
not for a week or two, Mr. Mendam shook his head.
"I'll be away then," he explained. "My daughter and I are going to
Montreal for the winter sports. But why don't you let me give you the
ten dollars for the fair? That will be just the same as though I had
come there and bought that much."
Meg looked uncertainly at Bobby.
"Maybe Mother won't like it," she said.
But Bobby was sure she wouldn't care and when he told Mr. Mendam about
Paul Jordan and his mother and that the fair was for them, Mr. Mendam,
too, was sure Mother Blossom wouldn't mind.
"You put this in your pocket," he told Bobby, handing him a folded
bill. "Mind you don't lose it. And if your mother, for any reason,
isn't willing for you to keep it, you may send it back and I will not
be offended."
Bobby put the money away carefully, down deep in his pocket, and then
Mr. Mendam said he was thirsty and wouldn't they go with him to the
drug store and have an ice-cream soda?
"I never saw a day too cold for ice-cream soda--did you?" he added,
smiling.
"We promised Sam to stay here till he came for us," Meg explained
regretfully, for she was very fond of soda.
"He won't be long, will he?" said Mr.
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