“They’re
gone!
They’re
gone!”
“Oh, did you finish the cute little muff and tippet, and work bag, your Seamstress-ship?” asked Fairy Lady.
“Yes, indeed,—I’ll show them to you,” said Mary Frances, lifting the lid of the trunk.
“Oh, mercy!” she cried, “Oh, dear! Oh, my! Oh—oh!”
“Why, what’s the matter?” asked Fairy Lady and Scissors Shears in one breath.
“Why,—they’re gone! They’re gone! They’re gone—the trunk is empty! Who could have stolen them? Ou—ou—! Ou! Ou!”
“They’re gone!” sobbed Scissors Shears.
“They’re gone!” cried Emery Bag.
“They’ve went!” said Tommy Pin Cushion.