It was just a trick of the dream fairy's, after all.
But it was all right, for at the foot of the bed rested the little red and blue sleigh and the tiny reindeer, just as still as still could be.
And at the side of the bed stood Father and Mother—and the Toyman.
They seemed very happy.
SIXTEENTH NIGHT
SLOSHIN'
Of course Marmaduke grew well again, and back from Uncle Roger's came Jehosophat and Hepzebiah. They came back in the old creaking buckboard with Methuselah the old, old white horse, and the Toyman.
No sooner had they jumped to the ground than Marmaduke asked, very proudly:
"Where do you think I've been?"
"You've been sick."
Marmaduke shook his head.