The story takes place in Edinburgh.
One day, it was very cold, and I was standing in front of the hotel chatting with a colleague.
A little boy came over, wearing only a thin and torn shirt, his thin face was blue with cold, and his bare feet were red with cold. He said to us, "sir, please buy a box of matches!" " "
"No, we didn't." My colleague said.
"A box of matches costs only a penny!" The poor child pleaded.
"But we don't need matches." I said to him.
The little boy thought for a moment and said, "I can sell you two boxes for a penny."
In order to make him stop pestering, I promised to buy a box, but when I withdrew the money, I found that I didn't have any change with me, so I said to him, "I'll buy it tomorrow."
"Please buy it now! Sir, I'm starving! " The boy pleaded, "I'll give you change."
I gave him a shilling and he turned and ran away. After waiting for a long time, he didn't come back. I thought he might have been cheated, but by looking at the boy's face and his trusting expression, I concluded that he was not that kind of person.
In the evening, the hotel waiter said that a little boy wanted to see me. The little boy was brought in. I found that he is not a match seller, but I can see that he is the boy's younger brother. The little boy searched in the rags for a while and then asked, "Sir, are you the gentleman who bought matches from Sandy?"
"yes."
"Here's your change for that shilling." The little boy said, "Sandy is injured and can't come. A carriage knocked him down and ran over him. His hat can't be found and his matches are lost. I don't know where seven pence went. Maybe he will die ... "
I let the little boy eat something, and soon I saw Sandy after him. Only then did I know that they were orphans and their parents had already passed away. Poor sandy is lying on a broken bed. When she saw me, she said sadly, "I changed my change and ran back." I was knocked down by a carriage and broke my leg. " I'm dying. Poor little Libby. My good brother! What will you do if I die? Who will take care of you? "
I took Sandy's hand and said to him, "I will always take care of little Libby."
Sandy listened and stared at me as if she was grateful. Suddenly, the light in his eyes disappeared. He's dead.