kept silent, for Mrs. Freeman looked up questioningly.

"Didn't you give the doll to Millicent, Anne?" she asked.

Millicent looked as if she wondered why Anne had said "Oh!" and Rose
looked at her wonderingly. She could not understand why Anne should not
want Millicent to have the doll, and Rose began to think that Anne was
indeed selfish and ungrateful, and Anne knew what her friend was
thinking, and tried hard not to cry.

"You let me have it, Anne, didn't you?" Millicent said confidently, and
Anne, feeling as if she was parting from her dearest friend, managed to
say: "Yes."

Mrs. Freeman's face brightened. "What is the doll's name?" she asked.

"I called her 'Martha Stoddard,'" Anne replied.

"I've named her over," said Millicent. "I've named her 'Anne Rose,' and
I like her best of all my dolls."

"Have you thanked Anne for giving you her doll?" asked Mrs. Freeman.

"I'm going to give her one of mine back," declared Millicent. "I'm going
to give her Miss Fillosee Follosee."

Anne wanted to cry out that she didn't want any other doll, that she
wanted her own dear "Martha Stoddard," but she kept silent.

CHAPTER XV

AMOS APPEARS

Anne picked up her thimble and said: "I'm sorry I went to sleep. I sewed
only a little."

"Let me see," and Mrs. Freeman picked up the dress, and looked at the
neatly stitched seams. "These seams are all stitched," she said
smilingly.

Anne looked at them in surprise. "Did you do them?" she asked.

Mrs. Freeman shook her head. "No," she replied; "you see, I went to
sleep, and awoke only a few moments since."

Anne hardly knew what to make of this, for she was quite sure that she
had waked when Rose entered the room.

"P'raps it's fairies!" said little Millicent hopefully. "Don't you know
about fairies, Anne?" and Millicent came close to Anne and laid the
beloved "Martha" in her lap. "I'll tell you," she went on, in response
to Anne's puzzled look. "Fairies are little, oh, littler than my thumb.
I've never seen one, but Caroline's grandmother saw one, and real good
children may see them some time."

"But how could anything so small sew?" questioned Anne.

"Fairies can do anything!" declared Millicent. "Caroline knows all about
them. Let's go out in the yard where she is sitting with her sewing and
get her to tell us a fairy story."

"Run along," said Mrs. Freeman. "You see you need not stay in to sew,
since the seams are stitched."

Anne actually forgot "Mar