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SYBIL. IAI

“How can they cry if they haven’t got
souls, Floss?” he said; “nurse says it’s our
souls that make us glad and sorry. Are you
sure the poor mermaids haven’t got souls?”

“T’m only telling you what I read in a
book,” said Floss. “I dare say it’s all a sort
of fairy tale. Don’t you like fairy tales, Sybil?”

“No,” said Sybil, “ I like stories of naughty

 

boys and girls best —very naughty boys and

   

girls.” 3 QS

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«© Sybil!” said Carrots. “J don’t, because Ssh
they are always unhappy in the end.” A “Vig

“No, they’re not; sometimes they all get
good, Mother always makes them get good at
the end,” replied Sybil.

“Does auntie tell you stories?” said Floss.

 
 

« Yes, of course, for I can’t read them to my-

 
 

self yet. I’m learning; but it is so hard,” said
Sybil dolefully.
“I wish auntie would tell ws stories.”

  

  
  

“Praps she will when you come to my

house,” said Sybil encouragingly. “Would

  

you think that a treat?”