Miz Bella
Miz Bella looked up from the pile of yarns that she had just finished sorting. There was a considerable heap of bright woolen thread sprawled out on one side of the table. Miz Bella had picked out the colors that she thought would work best to decorate the costumes and props they would make for the Faire. There was the short skit that the children would do as well as the puppet show that she had learned about just the day before. They would need yarn to embroider a bright curtain for the front of the stage, to make wigs for each of the characters, to weave cloth that could be turned into costumes, and a hundred other uses that she could not precisely recall at the moment.
Glancing up to see Neviel and Marigold inching towards the table, Miz Bella gestured for the two to come closer. She inspected their hands to make sure that they were clean. "That's good. Come have a look then. But do be careful, just as Miz Ebba says. Margold, help me find some fine colors that we can use to embroider a curtain for the stage. And Neviel, your father told me you've had some experience weaving cloth. Pick out some colors that would work for puppet costumes ..... dwarves and men and a hobbit or two, plus a large and very frightful dragon who has an evil glint in his eye."
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