“Nothing, my dear, so very queer,” said the Fairy Lady smiling; “only that nightgown is just my size.”
“Oh,” exclaimed Mary Frances. “So it is! You can have it, dear Fairy Lady. I’ll work and work to make Mary Marie another. Do take it!”
“No, thank you, dear little Miss,” said Sewing Bird Lady,
Sweet Mary Marie
“I’ve lovely fairy robes galore,
A thousand, and perhaps some more,—
But when I see your loving care,