sang Mary Frances.
“Now, turn again
To the right wing—
To Thimble Land
We safely bring,”
sang Sewing Bird. And Mary Frances, the Dove; and Mary Marie, the Blue Bird; and Sewing Bird Fairy Lady stood before a golden gate.
“To Thimble Land
We safely bring”
“You’ll have to become a Thimble Person to enter,” smiled Fairy Lady, and she touched Mary Frances’ right wing with her bodkin wand; and Mary Frances felt herself stiffen and stiffen.
