Mary Frances held up the sparkling goods. It was very, very fine, and thin, yet not veil-like. It shone like spun glass, and was made of the colors of the rainbow.
“How exquisite!” breathed the little girl. “Isn’t it beautiful! Please, dear Fairy Lady, where did it come from?”
“It came,” said Fairy Lady, “from your friend, the King of Fairy Thimble Land.”
“Oh,” said Mary Frances. “Did you, dear Fairy Lady, did you bring it?”
“I wouldn’t have dared whisper that!”
She held
up a little
satchel
“In this,” nodded Fairy Lady, and she held up a little satchel that looked like Mary Frances’ mother’s pearl earring.