“Fairly Flew!” called the Yarn Baby.
“Tinkle! tinkle! tinkle!” came the silvery sound of clicking knitting needles from Mary Frances’ little chest.
“Did some one call me?” asked a still more silvery voice.
“Yes,” answered the Yarn Baby, “a dear little girl who is trying to learn how to crochet and knit needs you. She has worked so patiently that she deserves your help.”
CHAPTER XIII FAIRLY FLEW FLIES IN
