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You know the way. It's an easy walk of less than half a mile."
June was sure she could.
"Please do, if you won't find it trying. Come about eleven. And I hope," said the good fairy, casting back her charming smile as she was about to pass out of the sitting-room door, "there may be a pleasant little surprise for you."
During the last few weeks June had known in abundance the agreeably unexpected. And though at intervals during the rest of the fair spring day, her mind toyed with this new "surprise," she was not able to guess what it was going to be.
