And just at that very moment the Pretty Lady looked back ; and there , peering at her from the asylum fence , was a little scrap of a girl , with mouse-coloured hair and big freckles , and the sweetest , brightest , most winsome little face the Pretty Lady had ever seen . The Pretty Lady smiled right down at Charlotte and for just a moment her eyes looked as Charlotte had always known they ought to look . Charlotte was feeling rather frightened down in her heart but she smiled bravely back . `` Are you thinking of running away ? '' said the Pretty Lady , and , oh , what a sweet voice she had -- sweet and tender , just like a mother 's voice ought to be ! `` No , '' said Charlotte , shaking her head gravely . `` I should like to run away but it would be of no use , because there is no place to run to . '' `` Why would you like to run away ? '' 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 XXXXX a trembling voice .
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