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She
stood
panting
a
moment
longer
,
and
then
cried
out
again
.
"
Oh
,
it
is
n't
true
!
"
she
said
.
"
It
CA
N'T
be
true
!
But
oh
,
how
true
it
seems
!
"
The
blazing
fire
drew
her
to
it
,
and
she
knelt
down
and
held
out
her
hands
close
to
it
--
so
close
that
the
heat
made
her
start
back
.
"
A
fire
I
only
dreamed
would
n't
be
HOT
,
"
she
cried
.
She
sprang
up
,
touched
the
table
,
the
dishes
,
the
rug
;
she
went
to
the
bed
and
touched
the
blankets
.
She
took
up
the
soft
wadded
dressing-gown
,
and
suddenly
clutched
it
to
her
breast
and
held
it
to
her
cheek
.
"
It
's
warm
.
It
's
soft
!
"
she
almost
sobbed
.
"
It
's
real
.
It
must
be
!
"
She
threw
it
over
her
shoulders
,
and
put
her
feet
into
the
slippers
.
"
They
are
real
,
too
.
It
's
all
real
!
"
she
cried
.
"
I
am
NOT
--
I
am
NOT
dreaming
!
"
She
almost
staggered
to
the
books
and
opened
the
one
which
lay
upon
the
top
.
Something
was
written
on
the
flyleaf
--
just
a
few
words
,
and
they
were
these
:
"
To
the
little
girl
in
the
attic
.
From
a
friend
.
"
