“Perhaps Crow Shay is as pleased with this outfit as I am!” exclaimed Mary Frances.
“We all are, I think,” said Fairly Flew. “It was a good idea to ask you about what you wanted to learn to make. Think up something for our next lesson.”
“Mamma,” whispered Mary Marie, “Mary M’rie wants a boo’ful steater wif a wooly tollar.”
“A sports sweater!” cried Mary Frances, softly. “The very thing!”
“A sports sweater! The sweet little thing doesn’t want much, does she?” said Crow Shay, who overheard. “I could write all she doesn’t want on a butterfly’s wing.” But no one paid any attention to him.
Mary Frances began to thank Fairly Flew for asking her about what she wanted to make, but before she could do so the fairy was gone.
