"Thank you all very much!" she said, as she tilted backwards and forwards, and found that her eyes worked very easily.
Raggedy Andy again wound up the little music box and, catching the French doll about the waist, started a rollicking dance which lasted until the roosters in the neighborhood began their morning crowing.
Then, knowing the folks might soon be astir, the dolls left off their playing, and all took the same positions they had been in when Marcella left them the night before.
And so Marcella found them.
The French doll was in bed with her eyes closed, and her happy dimpling smile lighting up her pretty face.
And to this day, the dollies' little mistress does not know that Raggedy Andy was the doctor who cured the French doll of her only ill.