It just goes to my heart to think of putting these things away . But I must do it . Camilla is coming here today , and this room must be got ready for her . Oh , Missy , my poor lost child , it 's for your sake I 'm doing this -- because you may be suffering somewhere as Camilla is now , and I 'd wish the same kindness to be shown to you . '' She opened the window and put fresh linen on the bed . One by one Missy 's little belongings were removed and packed carefully away . On the gay , foolish little hat with its faded wreath of roses the mother 's tears fell as she put it in a box . She remembered so plainly the first time Missy had worn it . She could see the pretty , delicately tinted face , the big shining brown eyes , and the riotous golden curls under the drooping , lace-edged brim . Oh , where was Missy now ? What roof sheltered her ? Did she ever think of her mother and the little white cottage under the maples , and the low-ceilinged , dim room where she had knelt to say her childhood 's prayer ? Camilla Clark came that afternoon . `` Oh , it is lovely here , '' she said gratefully , looking out into the rustling shade of the maples . `` I 'm sure I shall soon get well here . Mrs. Barry was so kind to me -- I shall never forget her kindness -- but the house is so close to the factory , and there was such a whirring of wheels all the time , it seemed to get into my head and make me wild with nervousness . I 'm so weak that sounds like that worry me . But it is so still and green and peaceful here . It just rests me . '' When bedtime came , Mrs. Falconer took Camilla up to Missy 's room .
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