Olga sat in her hiding place and thought about what the strange woman said.
"She said that I'm sick, and that Momma and Papa are very worried about me," she said to herself. She never liked to make her parents upset. Was she dying? If she didn't go back with this woman, would she be dead? After giving it some serious thought, she called out to Rose.
"You there, strange mademoiselle!" she called down to the base of the tree.
"Olga must have made up her mind," Rose thought as she turned to face the voice.
"Yes My Lady?" she called.
"I think maybe that I should go with you," the little girl said in a very mature tone. Rose had to stop herself from jumping for joy. She felt like she was trying to trap a fawn. One wrong move and the little deer would bolt.
"Yes My Lady, that is a wise decision," she said respectfully.
"Of course it is. Now stand back, I am going to jump down," Olga commanded. Rose was distressed by the little noble's announcement.
"My Lady, what if you hurt yourself?" she cried.
"Do not be silly, if it is as you say then this is just a spirit world. That would make me a spirit too and how can a spirit get hurt?" Olga said in a tone that was both exasperated and condescending. She was a true aristocrat.