Scissors Shears fell down. “Excuse me!” he exclaimed.
“Oh, yes,” said Mary Frances. “What is to-day’s lesson, please? I’m wasting time!”
“Excuse me!”
“Well,” smiled Fairy Lady, “it doesn’t matter so much now,—for the King of Thimble Land sent you this package, saying to read the instructions and to ask me any questions you wish at next lesson, if you do not understand—and he will give you the greatest honor ever bestowed upon a little girl—he will—”
The metal
Sewing
Bird
“Lend you—even when not in lessons—the Needle-of-Don’t-Have-to-Try,” finished Needle Book, bowing before Mary Frances.
“Oh, please bear to His Majesty my gratefulest gratitude!” said Mary Frances, wondering if that were the right way to send a message to a King.