The Fairy Godmothers. 33

mione. ‘ I had no patience at all when I was in
a paffion with the cat juft now.”

“ Well, I fuppofe there are two or three forts
of: Patiences, Mifs, then,” perfifted Nurfe, “ for
I’m certain you have /ome forts. But, dear me, its
ever fo much patft fix o’clock, and you have to be
dreffed by half-paft. Do put away the worfted and
get yourfelf ready, Mifs, and call Jane to help you.”

Here the Nurfe and Hermione nearly had a
fcufle over the worfted. Hermione declared the
cat had fpoilt her ftocking ; and the only comfort
left to her now was to roll it comfortably up into
a ball. Nurfe on the contrary infifted that it did’nt
fignify a bit what became of the worfted ; fhe muft
drefs and go down. ‘The difpute ended by Her-
mione running off with the half finifhed ball and
its untidy remains, and cramming the whole con-
cern into the pocket of her beft frock. ‘ The
people will foon be tired of talking to me,” mut-
tered fhe to herfelf, “‘ and then I can finifh my
ball quietly in the corner behind Mamma’s chair.”

The thought of this ingenious plan for her pri-
vate amufement down ftairs fo tickled Hermione’s
fancy that fhe was on the giggle the whole time
fhe was being drefled. ‘ If Nurfe did but know
what was in the pocket of my beft frock and how
fat it is! how fhe would fcold, and what a fight
we fhould have.” And fhe could hardly refrain
from loud laughter at the thought. When fhe
had got her frock on fhe fat down, and laying her
arm over the fat pocket afked Jane to touch up

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