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People can't always have everything the same. I never thought of such a thing. And besides it is a pleasure to me even though it's not my necklace. It will be nice to see you wearing it, and I know you'll let me look at it in my hand sometimes, won't you?" touching the beads gently as she spoke. "See, Fixie," she went on, "what lovely colours! Aren't they like fairy beads, Fixie?"
One would be sorry for her if she'd only let one," and her voice was kind and gentle as she asked the little girl if she wouldn't like some more tea. Rosy shook her head. "I don't want nothing," she said. "What's the matter, Rosy?" said Colin. "Losy's bovvered," said Fixie. Colin gave a whistle. "Oh!" he said, meaningly, "I expect I know what it's all about. I know, too, Rosy.
How happy they all looked! "What lotses of fairy stories we can make now!" said Fixie "one for every bead-lace, Bee!" "And, mamma," said Rosy, "I'll keep on being very good now. I daresay I'll be dreadfully good soon; and Bee will be always good too, now, because you know we've got our talismans." Mrs. Vincent smiled, but she looked a little grave. "What is it, mamma?" said Rosy.
And feeling happier again, Bee went back to what she was busy at making a little toy scrap-book for Fixie which she meant to send in to him the next morning as if it had come by post.
Then when Fixie seemed to have had enough of the beads, Bee and he took them back to Rosy's room and put them carefully away, and then returned to the nursery, where they set to work to make a house with the chairs and Fixie's little table.
And this morning seeing Bee so merry and happy, she forgot her foolish and unkind feelings about her, and for the time they were all as contented and joyous as children should be. "Where is Fixie?" asked Beata. "May he not come out a little before breakfast too?" "Martha won't let him," said Rosy. "Nasty cross old thing.
I know now how much your kindness is worth," and what she would have gone on to say there is no knowing had not Fixie just then come into the room, and Rosy was not fond of showing her tempers off before her little brother. Beata was very sorry and unhappy. She said nothing more, hoping that Rosy would come to see how mistaken she was, and the rest of the day passed quietly.
Mr. Furnivale did arrive in time for luncheon. He had just come when the little girls and Fixie went down to the drawing-room at the sound of the first gong. He came forward to meet the children with kindly interest in his face. "Well, Fixie, my boy, and how are you?" he said, lifting the fragile little figure in his arms.
We have searched so thoroughly that even if Fixie had put it somewhere we would have found it. And, if possibly, he had taken it away with him by mistake, Martha would have seen it." But that was all that was said. A day or two later Rosy came flying into the schoolroom in great excitement.
Dear little Fixie, his white face ever so much rounder and rosier, and kind Martha, both smiling with pleasure at seeing her again, though feeling sorry, too, that she was ill. "Zou'll soon be better, Bee, and Fixie will be so good to you, and then p'raps we'll go again to that nice place where we've been, for you to get kite well."
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