Her nurse could not help wondering what had come to the child--she
would
sit so thoughtfully silent, and even in the midst of a game with her,
would so suddenly fall into a dreamy mood. But Irene took care to
betray
nothing, whatever efforts Lootie might make to get at her thoughts.
And
Lootie had to say to herself, "What an odd child she is!" and give it
up.
At length the long looked-for Friday arrived, and lest Lootie should be
moved to watch her, Irene endeavored to keep herself as quiet as
possible. In the afternoon she asked for her doll's house, and went on
arranging and rearranging the various rooms and their inhabitants for
a
whole hour. Then she gave a sigh and threw herself back in her chair.
One of the dolls would not sit, and another would not stand, and they
were all very tiresome. Indeed there was one that would not even lie
down, which was too bad. But it was now getting dark, and the darker
it
got the more exited Irene became, and the more she felt it necessary to
be composed.
"I see you want your tea, princess," said the nurse: "I will go and get
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