'then lo and behold , one morning , perhaps ten o'clock it would be the child never did care what time she came to school the limousine would appear on the corner of constance and saint andrew and out would step stella in her little uniform , a perfect doll , if you can imagine , but with a great big ribbon in her hair and what would she have with her , but a sack of gaily wrapped presents for each of the sisters she knew by name , and hugs for all of us , too , you can be sure of it 'sister bridget marie , ' she 'd whisper in my ear , 'i missed you ' and sure enough , i 'd open the box , and i can tell you this happened more than once , and there 'd be some little thing i so wanted with all my heart why , one time it was a tiny infant jesus of prague she gave me , all dressed in silk and satin , and another time , the most beautiful rosary of crystal and silver ah , what a child what a strange child .