"Shall we take her with us?" asked Jennie Vance.
Flyaway listened eagerly; she thought they were still talking of
heaven, when in truth Jennie only meant a concert which was to be
given that afternoon at the vestry.
"Take _that_ little snip of a child!" replied Dotty; "O, no; she isn't
big enough; 'twouldn't be any use to pay money for _her!_"
With which very cutting remark Dotty swept out of the room, in her
queenly way, followed by Jennie. Flyaway threw herself across a
pillow, and moaned,--
"O, dee, dee!"
Her little heart was ready to bleed; and this wasn't the first time,
either. Those great big girls were always running away from her, and
calling her "goosies" and "snips;" and now they meant to climb to
heaven, where Charlie was, and leave her behind.
"But I won't stay down here in this place; I'll go to heaven too, now,
_cerdily_!" She sprang from the pillow and stood on one foot, like a
strong-minded little robin that will not be trifled with by a worm.
"I'll go too, now, cerdily."
Having made up her mind, she hurried as fast as she could, and tucked
a stick of candy in her pocket, also the bottle of soap suds, and two
thirds of a "curly cookie" shaped like a leaf.
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