Sometimes, too, there would be a piece of money at the bottom of a cup.

Can't you imagine how people would bless and love those dear little industrious brownies ?" "Oh yes!" gasped Huldah, "and how I'd love to be able to do things like that!" "I think you are one, dear, only you don't vanish by day, and you don't work secretly." Huldah flushed with joy.

Never in her sad, hard life had she felt so happy.
"I hope, though, that you are not like the little people in one respect,--they were so very easily offended.

Such a little thing would rouse their anger, and when they were angry they did not mind hurting those who had offended them, or even injuring them very greatly." "Oh!" cried Huldah, looking disappointed.
"Now, little brownie, before I go I want you to trust me, and to be quite frank and open, and not be afraid, for I want to be your friend.

I want you to tell me all about yourself and your past life, and where you came from, and why you and Dick are quite alone in the world.