Chapter XVIII
A Nightie For Her Little Nap
“A CHARMING thing
To make Marie,
Will be a dainty
White nightie,”
sang Sewing Bird.
“White
nightie”
“Oh, good!” exclaimed Mary Frances. “That is just what she needs. I had to loan her Angie’s best one; and Angie’s terribly cross. You see, I fear she is a little jealous of my new dolly. I’ll not neglect Angie, but you understand, dear Sewing Bird Lady, that it is my duty to clothe this child—” anxiously—“Isn’t that perfectly right?”