The little girl looked round the shop much bewildered.
“Where can they be?” she said.
At last she saw the little lady Marionette sitting on the right hand counter, with her back against the Noah’s Ark.
“Well, how funny!” exclaimed the little girl aloud. “How have you got there?”
“Walked, of course,” answered the little Marionette in a sweet little voice.
The little girl’s astonishment at this reply was very great. So great that it kept her silent.
“You seem rather surprised,” said the little Marionette. “Why?”
“Why, I never knew you could talk!” she exclaimed, recovering a little from her surprise. “Or any other toy, either,” she added.