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She had seen Fixie's face looking troubled, and she remembered Martha saying how her questioning about the necklace had upset him, and it seemed almost cruel to go on talking about it. But a feeling had come over her that there was something to find out, and now it grew stronger and stronger. "Lace for Rosy's neck," she repeated, "no, Fixie, you must be mistaken.
Yes that'll do. "Your affectionate t-i-o-n-a-t-e Bee." Now I'll talk to you, Fixie. What a pity we haven't got Rosy's beads to tell stories about!" A queer look came into Fixie's face. "Rosy's beads," he said. "Yes, Rosy's necklace that was lost. And you didn't know where it was gone when Martha asked you when your mother wrote a letter about it."
"Yes," said Fixie, "they is welly pitty. I could fancy I saw fairies looking out of some of them. I think if we was to listen welly kietly p'raps we'd hear fairy stories coming out of them." "Rubbish, Fixie," said Rosy, rather sharply. She was too fond of calling other people's fancies "rubbish." Fixie's face grew red, and the corners of his mouth went down. "Rosy's only in fun, Fixie," said Bee.
Nelson was in a very gloomy humour. "It will be a sad pity to be sure," she said to Rosy, "if Master Fixie's gone and got any sort of catching illness." "How do you mean?" said Rosy. "It won't much matter except that Bee and I can't go into the nursery or my room. Bee's room has a door out into the other passage, I heard mamma saying we could sleep there if the nursery door was kept locked.
"I'm not sure that I 'membered her all of myself," he said, "but mamma telled me about her one day. Her's quite welldened now." Bee smiled a little at Fixie's funny way of speaking, but she thought to herself it was very nice for him to be such an honest little boy. "How do you know she's got well?" said Rosy, rather sharply. "Mamma telled me," said Fixie. "Yes," said Colin, "it's quite true.
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.
It's because to-morrow I'm going back to school for three months." "Are you?" said Beata, in a disappointed tone. "I'm very sorry. I had forgotten about you going to school with your being here when I first came, you know." "Yes; and your lessons yours and Rosy's and Fixie's, for he does a little too they'll be beginning again soon. We've all been having holidays just now."
The little person sprang forward, and was going to kiss Rosy's mother, when she caught sight of the tiny white face beside her. "O Fixie, dear little Fixie!" she said, stooping to hug him, and then she lifted her own face for Fixie's mother to kiss. At once, almost before shaking hands with the gentleman, Rosy's mother looked round for her, and Rosy had to come forward.
I think it would be fun to sleep in Bee's room. I shouldn't mind." Nelson grunted. She did not approve of Rosy's liking Beata. "Ah, well," she said, "it isn't only your Aunt Edith that's afraid of infection. If it's measles that Master Fixie's got, you won't go to Lady Esther's party, Miss Rosy." Rosy opened her eyes.
I am going to write to your aunt to-day. Would you like to put in a little letter, Rosy?" "No, thank you," said Rosy. "Then shall I just send your love? and Fixie's too?" said her mother. She went on speaking because she noticed the look in Rosy's face, but she wanted not to seem to do so, thinking Rosy would then gradually forget about it all. "I don't want to send my love," said Rosy.
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