"These are like what the gipsies sell," remarked Dumpty. A gipsy's basket was lying on the floor, in which were tin utensils for cooking, and two or three saucepans. Bootlaces had been wound round the handle.
The twins were fascinated, and turned everything over with great interest. They found a large cupboard, too, containing all sorts of beautiful clothes—lovely velvet dresses, and robes of gold and silver.
"How dark it is getting!" said Humpty presently; "why did you shut the door?"
"I didn't shut the door," answered Dumpty; "I spect the wind did."
They took a long time in exploring the cupboard. Suddenly Humpty cried, "We have forgotten Poor Jane's brother!"
They made a rush for the door.
"Here, Humpty, will you open it? This handle is stiff."
Humpty pulled and struggled with the handle until he was red in the face.
"I can't get it open," he said at last.
"Let me try again," said Dumpty, and she pushed and struggled, but to no purpose.