“If you please—” began the little girl. “If you please—” but she could seem to get no further.
Here the Yarn Baby spoke. All the Crocheting and Knitting People had risen when Fairly Flew arrived. Now, to Mary Frances’ astonishment, the Yarn Baby, who had always been the limpest of dolls, picked up Mary Marie’s little rocking-chair which was on the sewing table and placed it near the fairy.
“Please take a seat,” she said, “for we need help, dear Fairly Flew, in making the doll’s shawl.”
“Oh, is that so?” laughed Fairly Flew. Then she put her hand down into her cobwebby pocket and pulled out a silver crochet hook with a handle only about an inch long.
She handed the crochet hook to Mary Frances.
“Take hold of its head and its heel, and pull,” she said.
Mary Frances was almost afraid to pull, but she was very much pleased to find that when she did, the crochet hook became nearly as long as Crow Shay.
“Finish your work with my needle,” directed Fairly Flew.