She softly took off the silk dress, and put on her own.

She picked up the wreath-frames with a sigh and opened the door again.
She would have a long, wild walk home, but she could creep in through
her bedroom window, which would not latch, and she could make a great
fire of dry broom and brew some tea.

'And I'll let Foxy in and eat a loaf, I will, for I'm clemmed!' she
said.

She slipped out through the door that had seen so many human lives come
and go. Even as she went, the door betrayed her, for Reddin, coming
from the kitchen, saw her through the upper panes.




Chapter 5


'I be going home-along,' she said, but he pulled her in and shut the
door.

'Why did you want to go?'

'I'm alost in this grand place.'

'Your hair's grander than anything in the place. And your eyes are like
sherry.'