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Show WHERE MRS. BROWNLEE ERRED, i Stors Had Good Reason for Refusing to Exchange Qlovea. Mrs. Drownlco's first question was about gloves. "Did you exchango them?" sho asked, "No," said Brownleo, "I didn't." "There," s'ho complained, "I might havo known you would forget It. Hats caroless, I told you tho very lasl thing before you left tho houso to bG suro nnd attend to It. Really, I don't seo how mpn can bo ro thoughtless.' "I didn't forget It," said llrownloo. "I tried to chango tho things, but they wouldn't tako them back." "Wouldn't take them back?" sho ochoed. "Why not?" "Thoy said they wero soiled." "Soiled?" sho exclaimed. "Woll, of all things. It thoy wero they got soiled i In their own store. I didn't soil thorn, I couldn't get them on. Thoy nro hnlf n slzo too smnll. They gave mo tho wrong number. Why didn't you toll thom that?" "I did." "Who did you tell?" "Tho clerk nnd tho floorwalker and everybody elso that would listen to me." "And what did thoy say?" "They laughed." "Tho Impudent creatures. I'll never buy a cent's worth of anything In that Btora again, you seo If I do." "That's Just what I said," Brownloo put In. "I said you never would." "And what did thoy say to that?" "Thoy laughed again." "Well, that Bottles It. I novor will buy anything thero now. Whero nre tho gloves?" "In my pocket." "Let mo havo thom, plcaso. Soiled, Indeed. I'll seo If thoy nro." Mrs. Brownleo unwrapped tho pack ago. As sho took out tho gloves sho blushed slightly. "Well," sho said. "Woll?" echoed Brownleo. "What's wrong?" "N nothing much," sho said, "only this Is an old pair of gloves. 1 cleaned them last week with gasoline. I mado a mlstako and sent them back instead ot tho pair I bought yesterday." |