restraint.

"And this dear little girl with you," asked Cinderella, who had been
walking side by side with Everychild, "who is she?"

Little Boy Blue checked his grief long enough to stare at Cinderella
incredulously. "Is it possible that there is anywhere a person who
does not recognize Little Bo-Peep?" he asked.

"So it is!" exclaimed Cinderella. And bending tenderly above the form
of Little Bo-Peep she asked, "And why do you weep so bitterly, Little
Bo-Peep?"

The child could scarcely speak, so spent was she with weeping; but
little by little Cinderella drew from her the truth. The little thing
was much too small to be entrusted with the care of sheep, and her life
had been made wretched by fear of the great dogs which were never
absent from the flocks, and by the dark rumors of wolves which the
shepherds were forever repeating.

Grettel expressed her opinion of the case without reserve. "It may be
hysteria," she said, "though it looks more to me like a complete
nervous break-down."

"I hardly think so," said Cinderella smiling. "We'll just take them
along with us, and they'll be all right."

And so, with the addition of yet another pair to their numbers, they
quickened their pace along the road.