WHEN she came back, Mary Frances had the rice; and she soon finished the little bean bag.
“Won’t Mary Marie be delighted with this surprise?” she said. “I feel almost like waking her up.”
“Oh, don’t do that,” said Fairly Flew, “because we will soon have another surprise for her if you will work hard.”
“Indeed I will,” promised Mary Frances. “I wonder what it is?”
“Guess!” said Crow Shay.
“A—a wash rag?” guessed Mary Frances.
“No,” said Fairly Flew. “Guess again.”
“A—a stocking?” guessed Mary Frances again.
