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Here was I, a stranger in Cloverdale, longing to come in touch with the children and their Live Dolls.
How was I to do it?
As I pondered, behold, the village was awake!
I heard passers-by, also voices next door. I sprang to the window, and there saw Dinah shaking a rug and sweeping the porch of the doll-house. To my surprise she appeared very cross, and seemed to be muttering to herself.
Then I saw a large doll—of course it was Rosabell—in the yard. She, too, seemed downcast, and appeared to be going to Dinah for comfort.
Presently I noticed that the street was full of dolls, all going to the doll-house.
