"That would cure it at once."
"And did the odd-job man's horse go faster than I can go?" asked the
Rocking chap.
"I hardly remember," the Lamb answered. "But I was almost seasick riding
on that wagon."
"Hush! The children are coming back!" neighed the White Rocking Horse,
and the toys had to be very still and quiet.
"I know what we can do!" cried Dick, after he had helped Arnold put out
a make-believe fire with the toy engine. "We can play soldier!"
"That will be fun!" said Arnold, who liked games of that sort. "I wish I
had some toy soldiers," he went on. "I saw some in the same store where
your Rocking Horse came from, Dick. I wish I had a set of tin soldiers,
with a captain and a flag and everything!"
"Maybe you'll get 'em!" exclaimed Dick.
"Maybe," echoed Arnold,
"Oh, I hope he does," thought the Lamb on Wheels. And if you children
want to know whether or not Arnold got his wish you may find out by
reading the next book in this series, called: "The Story of a Bold Tin
Soldier."
As for the Lamb on Wheels, she lived with Mirabell for many, many years,
and had a fine time.
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