“Isn’t the kitchen beautiful!” Ruth went on. “It seems like living in a fairy tale—as though we had wakened up to find things changed by magic.”
“It does, in a way,” agreed her mother; “but, really, they were every-day fairies who brought about these changes and turned ugliness into beauty.”
“I think I know their names,” Ruth said, laughing; “Mr. Plumber, Mr. Plasterer, and Mr. Painter.”
“Why, how did you guess?” said her mother.
QUESTIONS
Did the plumber ever come to your house?
What did he do?
What would have happened if you could not have found a plumber?
None of us would like to live in a town where there are no plumbers. Why not?