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 very bestest piece of silk;" and Posy held before the dolly's eyes a piece of red ribbon with figures of gold thread embroidered on it.

"That's gold, Miss Pompadour," continued Posy,—"those bright yellow spots. I don't suppose you know it, for you don't know much, and what little you do know you don't know for certain. And I shall make a pocket in it, because you're very apt to lose your handkerchiefs. I showed a pocket in one of your dresses to Harry Mason the other day, and he said, 'Ho! that isn't a pocket! that's only a rag of a pocket!' I told Tom about it, and he said Harry Mason was a very unpolite boy!"

A little twitter in front of her made Posy look up from her work, and hopping on the gravelled walk was a little sparrow. He didn't seem to be at all afraid of her, and hopped about and twittered in a very cheerful way.