The Ink-Bottle Babies all shouted, “Can you tell the time?”
The new Ink-Bottle Baby shook her head and said, “I have been walking over maps all day. The children want a red line here, and a red dot there, and I am very tired.”
“Did you meet the little dwarfs in the woods?” asked Molly and Polly together.
“Who are the little dwarfs?” asked the new Ink-Bottle Baby, and Molly and Polly said,
“We have a picture of two little dwarfs;
If you will only look,
The magic pitcher, too, is seen
Within our picture-book.”
At the words “magic pitcher,” the new Ink-Bottle Baby sprang from her chair, and ran out of the house as fast as her legs could carry her.