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 yellow daffy-down-dillies ye wa' speakin' aboot. I jist pu' them in a beaker of water out yander, till ye could settle them; I am nae hand at it, ye ken."

"How kind they are. I never saw such people; they remember every thing, and seem to love to give."

"I'd think sae indeed! an' there's mair yet. Goody Nurse sint her luve to ye, an' bid him say ye wa' pleased wi' her fowl; an' she'd a rooster an' three hins for ye, if ye could manage to fix a place to keep them in; an' I said I wa' thinkin' ye could."

"My goodness! find a place for them? I guess I will, if they have to roost in my own chamber. I guess Winny and I can fix up a coop for them somewhere—and won't it be splendid? Oh! such dear little, fluffy, yellow chicks as she had. Why, there's no end to the pleasure I'll have in them. Dear, kind, generous old Goody! Is she not just as good and kind as she can be?"

"Whist! Alice, whist! or I'll be gettin' half jealous o' her mysel'."

"You have no need to be," said the girl, fondly kissing her. "But I do think she is too kind to me."