Fairly Flew’s magic needles lay on the table, but Mary Frances did not like to use them without the fairy’s special permission. So she took Knit and Knack up in her hand, and they did their very best to help her, sliding into the stitches almost by themselves.
In fact, they did so well that it did not take Mary Frances long to finish the little cap.
“Isn’t that boo’ful!” exclaimed Mary Marie, clapping her hands as Mary Frances held it up to view. “Pit it on, Mamma. Please pit it on Mary M’rie!”
“Wait until I put on the strings, dear,” said Mary Frances. “I have just the right kind of ribbon in my little doll’s trunk.” And she went to find it.
Very soon Mary Marie had on the beautiful soft warm hood.
“Oh, doesn’t she look sweet in that?” exclaimed Mary Frances, kissing her.
“Ears nice and warm, Mamma. Mary M’rie s’eepy now.” And Mary Frances carried her off to bed.
“T’ank ’oo all, berry much,” said Mary Marie, throwing kisses, as Mary Frances stopped in the doorway for a minute.