"I am going to see his mother."
Sunnie's eyes brightened.
"She came to see me a little time ago. She's like a fairy godmother."
"Goodbye, I mustn't stop. I do hope you will be better."
Sunnie moved her head a little restlessly. Then her eyes twinkled.
"If I cut off my head and took away my back, I think the other part of me would be nice and comfortable, but what would I look like? Could you draw me?"
"Yes," said Jean laughing, "I will make a picture of you, and bring it to you to-morrow morning."
She went, and was relieved when she heard the child's low chuckle of delight.
[CHAPTER X]
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