And the other! Uncle Percy said it didn't matter; he had only bought it to play a joke on someone. Mother and Mollie and Geoffrey and Jane and everybody hunted everywhere for it, but they didn't find it. A few days later a letter came from Bessie asking "Geoffrey and Mollie to come to tea with the King of the Cannibal Islands."
"The gardener found him in the garden," said Bessie, as Geoffrey and Mollie stared at Bessie's new doll. "Someone must have thrown him away, for he was ragged and torn; but Mother mended him, and, though he's queer, I like him the best of all my dolls."
"He is curous," said Geoffrey.
"I think I will call him Kurus, the King of the Cannibal Islands," said Bessie.
Mollie and Geoffrey were not very cheerful that afternoon, but Bessie did not notice it; she was so pleased with Kurus.
As the two children went home they felt very solemn and sad.
"It was it," said Mollie.
"Of course," said Geoffrey. "Snap, you know."
"What shall we do?" said Mollie.
"Tell Mother," said Geoffrey; "she'll help."