“I certainly would, Mr. Woolly Dog. Tell me more about it.”
Then the Dog told his story and the two toy friends had a good time there in the closet talking to one another. Morning came and they had to keep quiet. Susan, the maid, remembered about putting the Woolly Dog away and opened the door to take him out.
“Here, Donald, is your Dog,” she said.
Jane looked in and saw the China Cat.
“Oh, whose is that?” cried the little girl. “I’m going to have it!”
But Jane’s mother remembered about the child visitor who had lost the China Cat. So she sent it home, and very glad the Cat was to get back where she belonged. The Woolly Dog was sad at losing his new friend, but he hoped to see her again.
In spite of good times at Donald’s house there was always a little sadness because of the lost diamond ring.
Those who were sad were Mr. and Mrs. Cressey and it was because of the lost diamond ring that the parents of Donald and Jane were sad. As for the children, they were having so much fun with their toys that after the first few days they gave no more thought to the lost diamond.
“I know how we can have some fun,” said Donald to Jane one day.
“How?” asked the little girl, who was always ready for a good time.