Rebecca Mary

Another classic converted by eBooksLib.com.Rebecca Mary took another stitch. Then another. Ninety-sevvun, ninety-eight, she counted aloud, her little pointed face gravely intent. She waited the briefest possible space before she took ninety-nine. It was getting very close to the Time now. At the hundred an' oneth, Rebecca Mary whispered. It's almost it. Her breath came quicker under her tight little dress