asked the Pretty Lady , still smiling . `` Do n't you like living here ? '' Charlotte opened her big eyes very widely . `` Why , it 's an orphan asylum ! '' she exclaimed . `` Nobody could like living in an orphan asylum . But , of course , orphans should be very thankful to have any place to live in and I am thankful . I 'd be thankfuller still if the matron would n't make me take sulphur and molasses . If you had a little girl , would you make her take sulphur and molasses ? '' `` I did n't when I had a little girl , '' said the Pretty Lady wistfully , and her eyes were sad again . `` Oh , did you really have a little girl once ? '' asked Charlotte softly . `` Yes , and she died , '' said the Pretty Lady in a trembling voice . `` Oh , I am sorry , '' said Charlotte , more softly still . `` Did she -- did she have lovely golden hair and pink cheeks like yours ? '' `` No , '' the Pretty Lady smiled again , though it was a very sad smile . `` No , she had mouse-coloured hair and freckles . '' `` Oh ! And were n't you sorry ? '' `` No , I was glad of it , because it made her look like her father .
I 've always loved little girls with mouse-coloured XXXXX and freckles ever since .
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