"Never mind," said the Villain tenderly, and he put his hand kindly on her shoulder. "It will all come right in the end. It always does, you know."
"Yes, I know," said Sweetclover, "but you have to go through such terrible things first."
"Well, we got along pretty well before we met the bird," said Kernel Cob. "Didn't we get to the Moon and all that?"
"That was because we prayed to the Fairies," said Sweetclover.
"And maybe if we pray now, something will happen to help us."
Sweetclover had a very beautiful faith. She believed, as all good people do, that you must put your faith in something good, and then everything will be for the best, no matter what happens.
So they knelt down by the side of the rock and prayed.
"How do you pray?" whispered the Villain to Sweetclover. "I never prayed before in my life."
"Just say, 'Please good, kind Fairies, I am a poor little Villain, and I need your help, and I'll never be bad any more.'"
So they prayed, and pretty soon along came a team of horses drawing a big wagon packed with boxes of oranges.