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FAIRY BOOK.
"It would be strange if a child of her age, of ordinary abilities, should not understand," remarked Mrs. Clifford, somewhat amused. "Next time you wish to ask me any thing confidentially, I advise you to choose a better opportunity."
"When may she, Aunt 'Ria?" cried Prudy, entirely forgetting her troubles; "when may she write it, Aunt 'Ria, she and Cassy?"
"A pretty piece of folly it would be, wouldn't it, dear, when you can't read a word of writing?"
"But Susy can a little, auntie; and mother can a great deal: and I'll never tease 'em, only nights when I go to bed, and days when I don't feel well. Please, Aunt 'Ria."
"Yes, ma, I know you can't refuse," said Grace.
Mrs. Clifford hesitated. "The stones are
