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Sixpenceby katherine mansfield features(Abridged)it was in at the time. the Dicky"s mother and mrs. Pears, who was spending the afternoon with her, were quietly sitting over their sewing in the drawing - room, this was what had happened at the children"s tea. they were eating their signage and butter, and the servant girl had just poured out the milk and water, and Dicky had suddenly seized the official plate but anyways, put it on his head, and the official clutched - knife. "look at me! "he shouted.his startled sisters looked, and that the servant girl was not the official views slid, flew to the ground and broke into pieces. the little girls lifted up their new and cried."mother, come and look what he"s done. "you can imagine how mother came from. but she was too late. Dicky had jumped off his chair and run to the veranda."very well, Dicky," she cried. "i shall have to think of some way of punishing you.""i don"t care," sounded the high little voice."oh, mrs. spears, i don"t know how to apologize for leaving you by yourself like this.""it"s quite all right, mrs. Bendall. i only hope it was nothing serious. ""it was dicky," said mrs. Bendall. and she explained the whole affair to mrs. spears. "i don"t know how to cure him. nothing when he is in that mood seems to have the slightest effect on him. "mrs. spears opened her pale eyes. "not even a whipping? "said she."we never have whipped the children.""oh, my dear," said mrs. spears. "i"m sure you make a great mistake in trying to bring up children without whipping. believe me, there in nothing like handling them over to their father. ""the father," said mrs. Bendall. "then you don"t whip them yourself? ""never," mrs. spears seemed quite shocked at the idea. "it"s the duty of the father. and, besides, he impresses them so much more. ""i shall speak to edward the moment he comes in," said Dicky"s mother firmly."well, Dicky, you know what i" ve come for, "said edward.Dicky stood up his head. his lips were quivering, but his eyes were dry. he swallowed huskily and said, "i haven"t done my teeth, daddy."at the sight of that little face, edward turned, and, not knowing what he was doing, he rushed from the room, down the stairs and out in the garden. good god! what had he done? if only he had cried or got angry. but that "daddy! "and suddenly he remembered the time when Dicky had fallen off his knee and sprained his wrist while they were playing together. don "t hadn cried then either. and that was the little hero he had just whipped!he went back to the house, up the stairs, into Dicky"s room. the little boy was lying quite still, and even now he wasn"t crying. what he wanted to do was to kneel down by Dicky"s bed and beg his pardon.not asleep yet, Dicky? "he said lightly."no, daddy."edward came over and sat on his boy "s bed. "you, you mustn "t think any more of what happened just now, little man," he said huskily. that"s never going to happen again. ""yes, daddy."Dicky lay as before. this was the standard. Dicky"s father sprang up and went over to the window. he felt in his trousers last for his money. bringing it out, he chose a new sixpence and went back to Dicky."here you are, little chap. buy yourself something," said edward softly, laying the sixpence on dick"s pillow.but could a sixpence blot out what had been?
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