Here is her address."
Belle took the card with thanks, and hurried away with a last hope
faintly stirring in her girlish heart, for Belle had an unusually
ardent wish to look her best at this party, since Somebody was to be
there, and Somebody considered forget-me-nots the sweetest flowers
in the world. Mamma knew this, and the kiss Belle gave her when the
dress came had a more tender meaning than gratified vanity or
daughterly love.
Up many stairs she climbed, and came at last to a little room, very
poor but very neat, where, at the one window, sat a young girl, with
crutches by her side and her lap full of flower-leaves and petals.
She rose slowly as Belle came in, and then stood looking at her,
with such a wistful expression in her shy, bright eyes, that Belle's
anxious face cleared involuntarily, and her voice lost its impatient
tone.
As she spoke, she glanced about the room, hoping to see some blue
blossoms awaiting her. But none appeared; and she was about to
despond again, when the girl said, gently:
"I have none by me now, but I may be able to find you some.
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