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Chapter XXX. Nanny's Dream

           Shesatwithherforeheadleaningonherhand,gazingoutofthelittlewindow,hungliketherestwithwhitecloudycurtains.FromwhereIwassittingIlookedoutofittoo,butIcouldseenothing.Herfacewasverybeautiful,andverywhite,andverystill,andherhandwasaswhiteastheforeheadthatleanedonit.Ididnotseeherwholeface—onlythesideofit,forshenevermovedtoturnitfulluponme,oreventolookatme.

           “HowlongIsatafterIhadeatenmybreadandhoney,Idon’tknow.Thelittlemanwasbusyabouttheroom,pullingastringhere,andastringthere,butchieflythestringatthebackofthedoor.Iwasthinkingwithsomeuneasinessthathewouldsoonbewantingmetogooutandcleanthewindows,andIdidn’tfancythejob.Atlasthecameuptomewithagreatarmfulofdusters.`It’stimeyousetaboutthewindows,’hesaid;`forthere’sraincoming,andifthey’requitecleanbefore,thentheraincan’tspoilthem.’Igotupatonce.`Youneedn’tbeafraid,’hesaid.`Youwon’ttumbleoff.Onlyyoumustbecareful.Alwaysholdonwithonehandwhileyourubwiththeother.’Ashespoke,heopenedthedoor.Istartedbackinaterriblefright,fortherewasnothingbutblueairtobeseenunderme,likeagreatwaterwithoutabottomatall.Butwhatmustbemust,andtoliveupherewassomuchnicerthandowninthemudwithholesinmyshoes,thatIneverthoughtofnotdoingasIwastold.ThelittlemanshowedmehowandwheretolayholdwhileIputmyfootroundtheedgeofthedoorontothefirstroundofaladder.

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