the linen thread: ``Bessie Bell.''

And they said: ``Let us take this little girl with us.''

They put a big soft white blanket around the little girl and walked
out of the big house with her, someone carrying her in strong arms.

And the big white cat got down off the big white bed and rubbed
himself against the bedpost, and went round and round the bed-post,
and rubbed himself round and round the bed-post.

And the tiny little girl never saw the big house, or the big soft
white cat any more.

And now when it happened that she remembered something, great grown
people said: ``No, no, Bessie Bell, there is nothing in the world
like that.''

So she just wondered and remembered, and almost forgot what it was
that she did remember.

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Sister Mary Felice had all the little tiny girls playing in the
sand: that was the place that was meant for the little girls to play
in.