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"Do you know, I can't make up my mind about that," said Paul confidentially "Your hair looks oldI never knew a young person hite hair But your eyes are as young as h I tell you what, Miss Lavendar"Paul's voice and face were as solee's"I think you would ht look in your eyesthe look my little mother always had I think it's a pity you haven't any boys of your own"

"I have a little dream boy, Paul"

"Oh, have you really? How old is he?"

"About your age I think He ought to be older because I dreaet any older than eleven or twelve; because if I did soether and then I'd lose him"

"I know," nodded Paul "That's the beauty of dreae you want them You and my beautiful teacher and me myself are the only folks in the world that I know of that have dream-people Isn't it funny and nice we should all know each other? But I guess that kind of people always find each other out Grand in the upper story because I have them But I think it's splendid to have them YOU know, Miss Lavendar Tell me all about your little dream-boy"

"He has blue eyes and curly hair He steals in and wakensThen all day he plays here in the gardenand I play with hiames as we have We run races and talk with the echoes; and I tell hiht coerly "He comes and sits beside you

SObecause of course at twelve he'd be too big to climb into your lapand lays his head on your shoulderSOand you put your arht, and rest your cheek on his headyes, that's the very way Oh, you DO know, Miss Lavendar"

Anne found the two of the in Miss Lavendar's face o, Paul, if ant to get ho to invite e for a whole week pretty soon"

"If you come for a week I'll keep you for two," threatened Miss Lavendar