She was very thoughtful all
the way home, and, as we went upstairs to our flat, she said, "Why
could not we have a clock like that?" She said it would seem like
having some one in the house to take care of us all--she should fancy
it was looking after baby!
I have a man in Northamptonshire from whom I buy old furniture now and
then, and to him I applied. He answered by return to say that he had
got exactly the very thing I wanted. (He always has. I am very lucky
in this respect.) It was the quaintest and most old-fashioned clock
he had come across for a long while, and he enclosed photograph and
full particulars; should he send it up?
From the photograph and the particulars, it seemed, as he said, the
very thing, and I told him, "Yes; send it up at once."
Three days afterward, there came a knock at the door--there had been
other knocks at the door before this, of course; but I am dealing
merely with the history of the clock. The girl said a couple of men
were outside, and wanted to see me, and I went to them.
I found they were Pickford's carriers, and glancing at the way-bill, I
saw that it was my clock that they had brought, and I said, airily,
"Oh, yes, it's quite right; bring it up!"
They said they were very sorry, but that was just the difficulty.
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