for a week . Quite an angel was Poppy ; so meek and gentle , so generous and obedient , you really would n't have known her . She loved everybody , forgave her playmates all their sins against her , let Nelly take such of her precious treasures as she liked , and pensively hoped baby would remember her when she was gone . She hopped about with a crutch , and felt as if she was an object of public interest ; for all the old ladies sent to know how she was , the children looked at her with respectful awe as one set apart and doomed to fits , and Cy continually begged to know if her mouth was stiff . Poppy did n't die , though she got all ready for it ; and felt rather disappointed when the foot healed , the jaws remained as active as ever , and the fits did n't come . I think it did her good ; for she never forgot that week , and , though she was near dying several times after , she never was so fit to go as she was then . `` Burney 's making jelly : let 's go and get our scrapings , '' said Poppy to Nellie once , when mamma was away . But Burney was busy and cross , and cooks are not as patient as mothers ; so when the children appeared , each armed with a spoon , and demanded their usual feast , she would n't hear of it , and ordered them off . `` But we only want the scrapings of the pan , Burney : mamma always lets us have them , when we help her make jelly ; do n't she , Nelly ? '' said Poppy , trying to explain the case . `` Yes ; and makes us our little potful too , '' added Nelly , persuasively . `` I do n't want your help ; so be off . Your ma can fuss with your pot , if she chooses . I 've no time . '' '' I think Burney 's the crossest woman in the world . It 's mean to eat all the scrapings herself ; is n't it Nelly ? '' said Poppy , very loud , as the cook shut the door in their faces . `` Never mind : I know how to pay her , '' she added , in a whisper , as they sat on the stairs bewailing their wrongs . `` She 'll put her old jelly in the big closet , and lock the door ; but we can climb the plum tree , and get in at the window , when she takes her nap . '' `` Should we dare to eat any ? ''
asked XXXXX , timid , but longing for the forbidden fruit . ''
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