“These,” said he, “are your copies of the stories you have just heard.”
“Oh, thank you, thank you,” she replied, hesitating to take them.
“Yes, they are for you,” said the Story Lady. “This is the Ready Writer; he will give you copies of all the stories you hear.”
“Oh, thank you,” said Mary Frances again to the Ready Writer. “How fast you write! You must be the fastest writer in the world!”
The little man bowed and retired, evidently much pleased with her praise of his skill.
XVIII
TINY’S ADVENTURES IN TINYTOWN
“BEFORE it grows dark, I have something to show you—one of the most interesting sights on Story Island,” said the Story Lady. “But we must hasten, because darkness falls here very suddenly; it drops like a curtain—all at once.”
Together they walked down the castle steps and through the town. All was so strange to Mary Frances; the houses, the streets—everything was so fairy-like or story-like, and yet so familiar, that it seemed as if she had seen them all before.