"Well," said her father, after considering the matter, "what about going out as charwoman? You'd get two shillings a day and your lunch."
She stood there for a few minutes, not daring to speak, and overcome with cares and responsibilities. Some one touched her on the shoulder, and she looked up.
"Good fairy!" she cried.
"Do you like the altogether different you asked for?"
"No," she answered, "I don't like it at all. I wish now I hadn't put back the hands of the clock."
"You mean to say that that was how you did it? You dare to tell me it was nothing cleverer than that? Now, just to punish you," said the fairy, speaking with stern decision, "I shall send you away to the old sort of world, and you'll simply have to make the best of it."
* * * * * * *
The bedroom door opened, and nurse came in. The little girl, snuggling down into her warm, comfortable bed, kept her eyes shut.
"Bless her!" said nurse to herself. "Sleeping as sound as a top. That's what comes of having nothing on your mind to worry you!"
