mirror again everything was as it had been before.
I looked at my watch and was appalled at the time I had spent. I arose to go, still with the panicky feeling
at my heart. She said: "Visit me again tomorrow, my dear. I will have the doll ready for you." I thanked
her and said I would. She went with me to the door of the shop. The girl did not look at me as I passed
through.
Her name is Madame Mandilip. I am not going to her tomorrow nor ever again. She fascinates me but
she makes me afraid. I don't like the way I felt before the round mirror. And when I first looked into it
and saw the whole room reflected, why didn't I see her image in it? I did not! And although the room was
lighted, I can't remember seeing any windows or lamps. And that girl! And yet-Di would love the doll
so!