Reseña del libro "How "A Dear Little Couple" Went Abroad (en Inglés)"
Po top Po top LLY opened her blue eyes one lovely morning in May, and found the "sun fairies"-as she called them-dancing all about her wee bed-chamber, and telling her in their own bright way that it was high time little girls were up and dressing for breakfast. At first she was sure she had been having a beautiful dream, for what else could make her feel so happy and "sort of all-overish," as if something very nice and unusual had come upon her? She was sure she had dreamed that a splendid surprise had happened, and it was something about going away, too! Polly lay still in her little white nest of a bed, and thought over her dream, and lo! on a sudden, as she grew more and more awake, the real cause of her new and glad sensations came into her curly head, and she bounced, like a little rubber ball, right out of bed, and danced a wee lively jig on the floor. Why, of course it wasn't a dream! No, indeed! it was as real-oh! as real as Polly Darling herself, and no wonder she had felt so "all-overish" and so "glad all inside of her"! She sat down on the soft carpet and drew her stockings and shoes on, but it was slow work, because Polly was thinking, and she had a great deal to think about, you see.
