“’Ess––ug’y man,” added Jamie unmeaningly.
Sunny’s hand went up to his face, and he scratched amongst his sparse beard as though to test the accuracy of the accusation. Then he grinned sheepishly.
“Guess I’m jest an ugly fairy that wants to be kind to two lonesome kiddies,” he beamed.
“O––oh! You’se a fairy?” said Vada doubtfully.
“’Ess,” nodded Jamie, thrilling with wonderment, and eyeing him critically.
Elated with his success, Sunny went on warmly––
“Yep. Jest a fairy, an’ I bro’t a heap o’ good grub fer you kiddies t’ eat.”
But Vada’s small brain was following out its own train of thought, and passed the food question by.
“Awful ugly,” she said, half to herself.
“’Ess,” muttered Jamie abstractedly.