Oh, you are a real, real
friend!"
"And I spent the greater part of the night dreaming about you three
girls," said Mrs. Ellsworthy. "Have some buttered toast, Jasmine, and
some of this apricot preserve."
"Did you dream about us last night?" asked Jasmine. "Did you really?
You must love us very much."
"I believe I do. Now, Jasmine, I will not ask you for your address. I
will do nothing more to really help you until we get Primrose's
letter, but I want you all the same to spend this whole long day with
me."
Jasmine smiled, and her cheeks flushed.
"It would be very luxurious," she said, "and such a change from our
attics, although Daisy does call them a Palace Beautiful. Will you
take me for a drive, if I stay, Mrs. Ellsworthy, and will you let me
imagine myself quite a rich little girl all day long? You must not
give me any presents, you know, for Primrose would not like that; but
I can imagine I have got all kinds of things, and I wonder, oh! I
wonder, if we might call to see Poppy this afternoon?"
"We will take her too for a drive in the Park," said Mrs. Ellsworthy.
"I have heard a great deal of that Poppy of yours, and I think she is
quite a splendid kind of girl.
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