The Lottery Winner [antikvár]

"aper ® fT m d 1 pr u L ne Saturday afternoqn in a small town, Emma Carter camequli of a shoe shop with some new shoe^.I^ey „.„„u'i^^u^^^ ________________ were cheap sh^s, but Emma was very pleasedmth them! She was ^eventy^re^ years old and did not.have much mon^^he began to walkuome. 'A nice cup of tea,' she thought, 'andU^n 1 can go for a walk in^Y new shoes.' Ir^^ a quiet T^^l^^ th^^^as iToitoHy in the street. Suddem^Emma hekrd something behind her. She did not have time to look, because just then somebody ran up behind her, hit her on the head, and snatched her bag out of her hands. Emma fell down on her back. Then she looked up, and saw a tall young man with long, dirty brown hair. He stood and looked down at her for a second; then he ran away with Emma's bag under his arm. 'Help! Help!' Emma cried. But nobody came, and after two or three minutes Emma slowly got up and went to the nearest house. The people there were^^v^ kind. They ga^^e^^En^a a cup of tea,^and soon an ambulance came and took her to hospital. At the hospital a doctor looked at Emma's head and back. 'You're going to be OK,' he said. 'Just take it easy