It's true enough I meant to go down there to-night, and never to see Aunt Flint again, but it's true also that she'd give her eyes to have me back, and was crying like anything when I said good-bye to her.

'Sarah,' she says, 'it's you that's ongrateful, and you'll find it out, but if you comes back again you shall be forgiven, Sarah,' she says.

So I can go back for a week, Miss Daisy, and if you have lost fifteen shillings, why, I can lend it to you, dearie." "Oh, Poppy, you are a darling!" said little Daisy.

"Oh, Poppy, how can I ever, ever thank you?
Yes, I have--lost--fifteen shillings.

You shall have it back again, Poppy, and Poppy, I will always love you, and always remember that you were the best of good fairies to me, and that you took me out of the power of a terrible ogre." "All right, Miss Daisy," said Poppy, returning the child's embrace; "here's the fifteen shilling, and welcome.