the girls in respectful silence.

Almost every one had a particular friend; and it was wonderful to see how
certain any two friends were to find one another by the sense of feeling,
and walk off together, arm in arm. It was strange, too, that they could
move so fast without hitting things and falling down.

"When I am blindfolded," thought Dotty, "it makes me dizzy, and I don't
know where I am. When I think anything isn't there, the next I know I
come against it, and make my nose bleed."

She was not aware that while the most of these children were blind, there
were others who had a little glimmering of eyesight. The world was night
to some of them; to others, twilight.

They did not know Dotty and Katie were following them, and they chatted
away as if they were quite by themselves.

"Emily, have you seen my Lilly Viola?" said one little girl to another.
"Miss Percival has dressed her all over new with a red dressing-gown and
a black hat."

The speaker was a lovely little girl with curly hair; but her eyes were
closed, and Dotty wondered what made her talk of "seeing" a doll.

Emily took "Lilly Viola," and travelled all over her hat and dress and
kid boots with her fingers.

"Yes, Octavia," said she, "she is very pretty--ever so much prettier than
my Victoria Josephine."