"
"She has been looking forward to one long enough," put in Fairy. "This
will be a bitter blow to her. And yet it is not such a bad-looking
coat, after all." And she quickly ran up a seam on the machine.
"Here comes Connie!" Prudence hastily swept a pile of scraps out of
sight, and turned to greet her little sister with a cheery smile.
"Come on in, Connie," she cried, with a brightness she did not feel.
"Fairy and I are making you a new coat. Isn't it pretty? And so warm!
See the nice velvet collar and cuffs. We want to fit it on you right
away, dear."
Connie picked up a piece of the goods and examined it intently.
"Don't you want some fudge, Connie?" exclaimed Fairy, shoving the dish
toward her hurriedly.
Connie took a piece from the plate, and thrust it between her teeth.
Her eyes were still fastened upon the brown furry cloth.
"Where did you get this stuff?" she inquired, as soon as she was able
to speak.
"Oh, we've had it in the house quite a while," said Prudence, adding
swiftly, "Isn't it warm, Connie? Oh, it does look nice, doesn't it,
Fairy? Do you want it a little shorter, Connie, or is that about
right?"
"About right, I guess. Did you ever have a coat like this, Prudence?
I don't seem to remember it.'"
"Oh, no, it wasn't mine. Take some more candy, Connie. Isn't it
good?--Let's put a little more fullness in the sleeves, Fairy.
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