I thought perhaps—it made me feel so queer—
’Twas some good fairy, come to help us here!
Dick. [With superior wisdom.]
That’s silly! Don’t you know, you can’t depend
On fairies, ’cause they’re only just “pretend”?
Betty. [With conviction.]
I b’lieve they’re real! [Wearily.]
Oh, Dicky, can’t we sit
Upon this mound, and rest ourselves a bit? [Sits down.]
Dick. [He sits beside her, and she leans