Dumpling. That's the only thing we want, Mr Wishing Man.
Wishing Man (rubbing his chin and speaking thoughtfully). Well, now—let me see. I'm afraid it's too big a job for me. In the first place I haven't any marble.
Children. Marble?
Wishing Man. Yes. In order to make you grow and grow and grow, you'll have to stand on marble.
Tootsy. We have a marble-top table in the front hall.
Dumpling. Oh, yes. And we can all stand on top of the table.
Wishing Man. But I have to stand here by the open window.
Tootsy. Well, we can go in there and leave the door open. You can stay here and make our wish come true. Come on, Dumpling.
Wishing Man. Wait a minute, wait a minute. Are you all of you sure you want to be made into great big, big little children?
Children. Yes, all of us.