Part 8 (1/2)

And he rode on

The Little Dancer was ry,” she said to her friend the Little China Doll next to her, with the two long flaxen pigtails hanging down her back

”He is angry” And she danced aily

”What of that?” said her friend, tossing her head ”It is of no consequence”

”No; it is of no consequence,” repeated the Little Dancer But she felt unhappy

The next day the Bicycle-ain, and she danced her very best, hoping to win his heart

”That is really not bad,” he said; ”not at all bad You dance quite nicely, as dancing goes”

”Oh sweetheart, I love you!” she said, encouraged by his praise

”I really cannot stand such rery and confused”

And he went on, leaving her in tears

”Why do you trouble about him?” said the Little China Doll ”He is not worth it A penny Toy, indeed! You turn his head Take no more notice of him”

”I won't,” replied the Little Dancer tearfully

So the next ti she did not speak to hi rude now,” he said ”I a forward”

”What shall I say?” asked the Little Dancer ”My words do not please you”

”I should not be displeased if you were to say 'good-day',” he replied

”It would only be polite, and I never find fault with politeness”

”Good-day,” she said, as she practised her steps

”Is that all?” he inquired

”That is all,” she answered

”I have a bit of news for you,” he said ”I as It is a comfortable house, well built, and well appointed You shall come and have tea with us”

The Little Dancer burst into tears, and her feet ?” asked the Bicycle-man, with pretended surprise