“We aren’t lost,” said the one who hadn’t yet spoken. “We’re looking for our star.”
“We’ve lost it,” said the one who had been crying, breaking out into sobs again.
“Don’t cry, Winnie,” said the one who had her arms about her. “She’ll help us find it, I know she will.”
“Why is she crying?” said Merrimeg again.
“She’s Winnie, and I’m Florrie,” said the one who had just spoken, “and this one’s Pennie. Don’t you know who we are?”
“No,” said Merrimeg.
“We’re the starlight fairies,” said Florrie. “Now do you know?”
“No,” said Merrimeg.
“I thought everybody knew,” said Florrie. “Every evening at dark we fly along the sky up there and hang out the stars. Haven’t you ever seen us?”
“No,” said Merrimeg.