The Orange and Lemon Dolls now came forward, and after a sweeping bow danced like fairies about the hearth, their orange and yellow skirts fluffing about their tiny feet.
“Opera glasses! Opera glasses!” shouted one.
“All music and words of the opera here,” sang another.
“Standing room only,” cried another.
TALES OF THE ORANGE AND LEMON DOLLS
Mr. Cinnamon Stick bade them be quiet, and Orange began her story.
“We come from about the same parts of the world; watch and you will see where.”
The eyes of the audience followed the pair as they heeled and toed over the globe, touching daintily Italy, Spain, Portugal, Florida, and California.