A deeper puckering of Sally's eyebrows, and a tighter interlacing of her little fingers.
"He was done up in a bundle, you know, and I didn't see much of him."
"Was he like the doll outside old Adam's rag and bone shop?"
"A little bit."
"Only he didn't have a black face,"
"No," said Sally, following the cues with heaving bosom.
"But his face was painted."
"In course it was."
"In stripes. Red, and yellow, and green."
"Yes, he looked so rum! And he had a big gold crown on his head."