Frederica J. Turle

Summary

Frederica J. Turle The Gap in the Fence

The little girl was silent for some moments.
"I know! I will begin about the man in the garden!" she said suddenly. "You remember the black-haired young man whom we found under the ash-tree, the day 'Snoozy' was lost?"
"Yes, I remember," said Tom.
"Oh, yes, Una!" chimed in Norah. "Can you tell us now what he told you? It was a secret then, you know."
"Yes," said Una. "I couldn't tell you then, because it was part of papa's secret, you know. But now it doesn't matter, it isn't a secret any more—not papa's, I mean.
"Isn't it? Are you sure, Una?" asked Norah.
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Frederica J. Turle The Gap in the Fence

A yellow butterfly, dancing gaily along one of the paths, decided her, and Una followed it gleefully.
"Perhaps it's a fairy sent to meet me," she thought.
At last she came to the stump of a tree where Marie had rested, and from there she soon found her way to the old wall in which was the secret door.
It took her longer to find the door than the little girl had expected. The ivy grew so thickly over the wall that she had to walk quite a long way—pushing aside the branches and peering between the leaves—before she found the little door once more.
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Frederica J. Turle The Gap in the Fence

Una begged. "I only want to see if the white flowers over there are the dog-daisies Tom told me about. Such a funny name, isn't it? Daisies which belong to the dogs!" And the little girl laughed merrily.
"No more, no more, Miss Una," the old Frenchwoman said. "You may run on by yourself for a little way, like a good child, if you keep within call." And Marie closed her eyes drowsily—quite overcome with the long walk and the warm afternoon—while Una hunted for birds' nests among the bushes, and added more blossoms to the already large bunch of flowers she had picked as she came along.
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