66 THE FAIRY-FOLK OF THE BLUE HILL.

answered Wassa angrily. “See that silly cap
perched on the top of her head! I wish we
could get it away from her!”

“T’ll snatch it off the next time I see her,”
said the lad.

“No, no, thou:must not do that,” replied
Wassa. “Let me think.”

Wassa was silent for a few minutes, then she
resumed, with a meaning nod toward Mona: —

“T know how to manage it. Thou shalt see
how easily I will arrange matters,” and away
ran Wassa toward Mona at work in her little
garden.

The two little maids and their brother left
behind had such unbounded confidence in
Wassa that they were not surprised to see
Mona, after a few words, follow Wassa with a
smiling countenance.

The hunter’s little maid was so much by
herself that she was overjoyed at the prospect
of playmates, and Wassa was usually so un-
friendly that Mona was very glad to find her
in so gracious a mood.

The younger children could not understand
why Wassa should so suddenly be on such
cordial terms with the hunter’s maid, but they