"Oh, now we can talk," said the White Rocking Horse. "Do you think this Grass Party is any fun?"
"I had rather it were night and we could be by ourselves upstairs with the Jumping Jack," said the Sawdust Doll. "Then we could move about and have some fun."
"Well, it will soon be dark," said the Rocking Horse.
And when night came, and Dick and Dorothy were in bed, the Sawdust
Doll had a fine ride on the back of the White Rocking Horse.