Bel. Oh, she’s got a bag on her arm!
Dan. Her snuff-box is in that. The sailor-boy brought it home from sea to her. (Takes out the box, opens it, takes pinch of snuff, sneezes. The others sneeze.) Best of snuff! And he brought her these new spectacles (tries them on her): now she can see as well as ever she could.
Lulu. How came this one’s arm off?
Dan. Why, that is poor Tabitha. She broke her arm sweeping out the baby-house; and it had to be taken off at the shoulder.
Bel. Where did she get that clean apron?
Dan. That checked apron? Let me see. That came, I think—oh! that was made at the doll’s sewing-school.
Lulu. Look, Bel: here’s a blind one! (Takes up doll with eyes gone.)
Bel. Oh! isn’t that too bad?
Dan. Yes, she’s blind; totally blind. She became so by trying to sleep with her eyes open. Dolls know better now. They shut their eyes when they lie down, and go off to sleep like live folks.
Lulu. Oh, see this one! she’s all spoiled.