The Lucky Sixpence #232966

My aunt answered grudgingly, not liking the business; but getting something for nothing was ever her desire, so she let it go on. The Egyptian said no more for a time, but studied my palm intently. Then on a sudden, I felt her start, and, dropping my hand, she took a peeled wand from her bosom and began draw ing strange figures in the sand at our feet, mur muring to herself the while. Finally she spoke in a low, monotonous voice.