At night, when no one was
looking at her, the Lamb could move along on the wheels by herself. But
now she was very still and quiet, staring straight ahead as the dolls
stared.
"I wonder what will happen to me to-day," thought the Lamb on Wheels
again.
Through the toy department came striding a jolly-looking man who, when
he walked, seemed to swing from side to side.
"What ho!" cried the jolly man, as he stopped at the toy counter. "I
want to buy something!" he added. "I'm a sailor, just back from a long
sea voyage, and I have plenty of money! I want to buy a toy!"
"What kind of toy?" asked the girl behind the counter. "We have many
kinds here," and she smiled at the sailor. He was so jolly no one could
help smiling at him. "We have Bold Tin Soldiers," went on the girl. "We
have Calico Clowns, Candy Rabbits, a Monkey on a Stick, and a Lamb on
Wheels, and lots of things."
"Hum! those are all very nice toys," said the jolly sailor. "But I think
I'd like to look at the Lamb on Wheels."
"There she is, right in front of you, on the floor," said the girl.
"Oh, ho! So this is the Lamb on Wheels!" cried the jolly sailor as he
picked her up.
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