Mary Frances laughed. “They won’t hurt you!” she said, running ahead. “I bet I can catch the first hundred!”
[CHAPTER XXXVIII]
The Fairy Wood Nymphs
JUST as the family had planned, they started on the walk in the woods the next morning.
Mary Frances and Eleanor were walking with their mother, while Billy and his father followed with the lunch baskets.
“Be careful where you step!” called Billy suddenly; but it was too late, for with a cry of pain, his mother fell upon the thick undergrowth.
Billy and his father came running.