Emmeline continued to smile at the little girl. It was quite refreshing to encounter a young child with proper manners, especially considering she looked to be of the upper class if her clothing was any indicator. More often than not, upper class children were quite rude.

"Are you sure?" she asked, gently holding the sickle but ready to hand it to the girl if she did indeed want it, "It could certainly fetch you some delicious treats from Honeyduke's."