The “house to let” was quickly reached.
No sled—no wagon—no broken-nosed doll—no BABY was there!
And now indeed the frowns and pouts took flight, and tears and sobs came in their stead.
“O dear! O dear!” cried the Tutchy children, “what shall we do?”
Then they ran hither and thither, asking every one they met:
“Have you seen a baby in a little wagon on a sled?”
“A beautiful baby, with blue eyes?”
“A broken-nosed baby—O, no, no, no! a lovely baby with a broken-nosed doll?”
“A sweet baby, with golden curls?”
“A baby named ‘Snow-drop’ and ‘Diamond’ and ‘Bird’ and ‘Plum’?”