"The door to fairyland!" Una said to herself.
Then old Marie had called to her through the trees, and Una dropped the curtain of ivy and turned to meet her nurse with flushed cheeks and shining eyes, for had not Norah and Dan told her that only those who found the door to fairyland could enter in? They must not show it to others.
"I'll come by myself to-morrow," the little girl had thought to herself; and she sat up in bed the next morning with a little happy laugh of remembrance.
"I'll be in fairyland to-day," she whispered softly.
CHAPTER VI.
UNA ASKS A QUESTION.
That afternoon, as soon as dinner was over and Marie had settled herself for her afternoon nap, Una slipped through the gap in the fence—how well she knew it now!—and started off by herself to try and find again the door into Fairyland.
On she ran, until she came to a place where three paths met, and was uncertain which to take.
A yellow butterfly, dancing gaily along one of the paths, decided her, and Una followed it gleefully.