"And I'll put my Sawdust Doll down there with the Lamb so she won't be
lonesome," said Dorothy.
And then the four children played games in the sitting room, while
waiting for the Lamb to dry. And as Mary, the cook, was not in the
kitchen just then, the Lamb and the Sawdust Doll were left alone
together for a time.
"Oh, my dear, how glad I am to see you again!" exclaimed the Sawdust
Doll when they were alone. "But, tell me! what happened? You are soaking
wet!"
"Yes, it's very terrible!" bleated the Lamb. "I fell down a coal hole
and had a bath!"
Then she told her different adventures, and the Sawdust Doll told hers,
so the two toys had a nice time together. Soon the warm fire made the
Lamb nice and dry and fluffy again. And she was as clean as when jolly
Uncle Tim, the sailor, had bought her in the store.
"How is the White Booking Horse?" asked the Lamb of the Doll, when they
had finished telling each other their adventures.
"Oh, he's just fine!" exclaimed the Sawdust Doll. "Did you hear about
his broken leg, how he went to the Toy Hospital, and how he scared away
some burglars by kicking one downstairs?"
"No, I never heard all that news," said the Lamb.
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