"Oh, Molly, see this!" and Julia paused before a tall round basket. A white card hung above it, and on this card was printed in large black letters:
THE LUCKY DIP
3d. a Dip
EACH ARTICLE FULLY WORTH DOUBLE
Julia pushed up the cover of the basket, and she and Molly peeped in over the top. There were flat parcels to be seen and three-cornered parcels, and long ones and square ones, and they were all done up in tissue paper. There was something very interesting and mysterious about the dip. Those paper packages might have something in them even rarer and more beautiful than the paper dolls, or the furniture, or the pink stuff.
"You could have two dips for sixpence," Julia suggested. "You could dip and I could dip, and I could give you what I get."
She was longing to know the contents of a certain interesting irregular parcel.
"The furniture is so sweet," said Molly, "and I am sure I want it."
"The paper dolls are sweet, too," said Julia.
"Yes, and so is the pink stuff. I shall have to take a dip to decide it."
Meanwhile a more important customer had come in with whom the assistant was busy, so Molly went over to her and handed her the sixpence.