I'll be at the barn with father." "Is that all ?" "Not quite," said Laddie.

"It's possible that the Fairy Queen may have set the Princess spinning silk for the caterpillars to weave their little houses with this winter; and if she has, she may have left a letter there to tell me.

If there is one, put it in your pocket, hold it close every step of the way, and you'll be safe coming home as you were going.

But you mustn't let a soul see it; you must slip it into my pocket when I'm not looking.

If you let any one see, then the Magic will be spoiled, and the Fairy won't come again." "No one shall see," I promised.
"I knew you could be trusted," said Laddie, kissing and hugging me hard.