Aunt Charlotte put her hand deep down in her pocket and brought out a little parcel wrapped in white paper. She whispered:
"If I give you something to keep, will you promise not to show it to anybody and not to tell?"
Mary promised.
Inside the paper wrapper there was a match-box, and inside the match-box there was a china doll no bigger than your finger. It had blue eyes and black hair and no clothes on. Aunt Charlotte held it in her hand and smiled at it.
"That's Aunt Charlotte's little baby," she said. "I'm going to be married and I shan't want it any more.
"There—take it, and cover it up, quick!"
Mamma had come out of the dining-room. She shut the door behind her.
"What have you given to Mary?" she said.
"Butter-Scotch," said Aunt Charlotte.