Harry's Feet

One of Harry's feet was bigger than the other. “I can never find boots and shoes for my feet,” he said to his friend Dick. “Why don't you go to a shoemaker?” Dick said. “A good one can make you the right shoes.”

“I've never been to a shoemaker,” Harry said. “Aren't they very expensive?”

“No,” Dick said, “some of them aren't. There's a good one in our village, and he's quite cheap. Here's his address.” He wrote something on a piece of paper and gave it to Harry.