She had scarcely finished speaking when there came the light rustle of wings; and a tiny voice of silvery sweetness said, “Here I am, little girl. I always come to help those who try to learn their lessons. They may not always see me, but I put magic into their needles after they practice what they learn. They may not be able to work quite as quickly as you do when I am with you, but they can work pretty fast—so fast that people may say that the needles fairly flew.”
“How glad I am that you help other little girls, too,” said Mary Frances, taking the magic needle which the fairy held out. “Thank you for coming to me, dear Fairly Flew!”
Then she started to make the slippers—and you know how quickly they were finished.
“Aren’t they beautiful?” cried Mary Frances. “Now my dolly’s feet will keep warm.” And she put them on Mary Marie’s little feet.
“Footies nice and warm,” gurgled Mary Marie; “footies hidin’ away from Jack Frost,” and went on playing with her ball.
