Then the needles and pins and buttons began to bow and dance, making such a funny sight that Mary Frances nearly laughed aloud.
“Won’t our mistress be pleased with all of us!” exclaimed Tommy Pin Cushion. “Come, pets!” and the needles and pins flew to him.
“Come, pets!” mimicked Emery Bag, and a few needles left Tommy Pin Cushion to go to him.
“Piggy!” exclaimed Emery Bag, looking crossly at Tommy Pin Cushion.
“Oh, no,” said Tommy. “I’m just softer-hearted than you,—so they cling to me.”
“Tee-hee,” laughed Silver Thimble; “but—our little Miss will be pleased with this party, for—
“We’re all here,
We’re all here;
Ready to see
Our Mistress dear.”