The little girl forgot herself in watching them, till Billy came in, smart and almost handsome in his best suit.,
“That boy’ll sartinly spill the tea,” prophecied Mrs. Wopp, with laughing pessimism.,
“Oh, no, not a fairy; only Cinderella. Last night I was the poor little cinder girl; now my fairy godmothers, two, have touched me with their wands, needles, and I’m so fine even the Prince didn’t know me.”.
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