"Thank you," returned the funny fellow again. "Now, why is it that when—"
And just then there was a rumbling, rolling sound on the floor of the toy department.
"Dear me!" exclaimed the Candy Rabbit, "can that be the watchman coming so soon?"
They all listened, and heard the noise more plainly. It rumbled and rolled nearer and nearer.
"Dear me!" said the Calico Clown, "I'm never going to get a chance to tell my joke. What is it, Candy Rabbit? Can you see?"
The sweet chap was just going to say he could see nothing, when there came a whinny from a big White Rocking Horse standing on the floor near a lawn swing.
"Oh, you're here at last, are you?" neighed the White Rocking Horse.
"Yes, I'm here," answered a voice, and with it came again the rumbling, rolling sound. "I'm sorry if I am late, but I had to go over in the sporting goods section to get a pair to fit me."
"A pair of what to fit who? Who is it?" asked the Monkey on a Stick, for he had taken a seat behind a pile of building blocks, and could not see very well.
"What's going on here, anyhow?" he asked, as he began to climb up to the top of his stick.