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'Why, Olive dear, Jack Frost isn't a man; that is only a joke. When it is very cold the air freezes, and the pretty dew drops on the grass and flowers all turn to ice. Have you never seen a frost?' 'No, never.' WHY OLIVE DEAR JOCK FROST ISN'T A MAN THAT IS ONLY A JOKE WHEN IT IS VERY COLD THE AIR FREEZES AND THE PRETTY DEWDROPS ON THE GRASS AND FLOWERS ALL TURN TO ICE HAVE YOU NEVER SEEN A FROST NO NEVER
's such a dreadful child for arguing.' She and James continued their chat, and the children sat down on a low wicker seat, playing with the fallen fuchsia buds, and comparing their present life with the one they had so lately left. 'I wish Mr. Bob had a nice glass house like this,' said Olive thoughtfully. 'Why doesn't he, Roly?' 'We'll ask him next time we see him. I expect he is too poor.' 'And, Roly, do you think Jack Frost is a thief who tries to steal James's flowers?' 'I don't know.' A little later, when nurse was taking them into the house, Olive inquired again, rather anxiously, 'Nurse, I hope Jack Frost won't come to us when we're in bed; James seemed to think we should feel him.' 'No, no, Miss Olive; I'll tuck you up too warm for that. There will be no Jack Frost in our nursery, I can tell you. I keep too big a fire.' But the little girl was anxious and ill at ease, till at last she unburdened her mind to Miss Sibyl, when she went to wish her 'good-night' in the drawing-room. HIS CURIOUS TALK MISTER JENKINS HE'S SUCH A DREADFUL CHILD FOR ARGUING SHE AND JAMES CONTINUED THEIR CHAT AND THE CHILDREN SAT DOWN IN A LOW WICKER SEAT PLAYING WITH THE FALLEN FUTURE BUDS AND COMPARING THEIR PRESENT LIFE WITH THE ONE THEY HAD SO LATELY LEFT I WISH MISTER BOB HAD A NICE GLASS HOUSE LIKE THIS SAID OLIVE THOUGHTFULLY WHY DOESN'T HE ROLEY WE'LL ASK HIM NEXT TIME WE SEE HIM I EXPECT HE'S TOO POOR AND REALLY DO YOU THINK JACK FROSTED A THIEF WHO TRACED TO STEAL JAMES'S FLOWERS I DON'T KNOW A LITTLE WHILE LATER WHEN NURSE WAS TAKING THEM INTO THE HOUSE OLIVE INQUIRED AGAIN RATHER ANXIOUSLY NURSE I HOPE JACK FROST WON'T COME TO US WHEN WE ARE IN BED JAMES SEEMED TO THINK WE SHOULD FEEL HIM NO NO MISS OLIVE I'LL TUCK YOU UP TOO WARM FOR THAT THERE WILL BE NO JACK FROST IN OUR NURSERY I CAN TELL YOU I KEEP TOO BIG A FIRE BUT THE LITTLE GIRL WAS TOO ANXIOUS AND ILL AT EASE TILL AT LAST SHE UNBURDENED HER MIND TO MISS SYBIL WHEN SHE WENT TO WISH HER GOOD NIGHT IN THE DRAWING ROOM
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