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Teddy Bears. They are like Tommy Green's Pussy Cat, who never did any harm but kill the mice in his father's barn."
"Yes, they did!" declared Lucile. "They tried to kill our love for the dolls, but that is our fault, and not theirs.
"The dinner-bell is ringing; let's go home and then decide what the Unhappy Hearts had better do next."
The Doll Lady, glancing from her window, smiled shrewdly at the picture of the girls, who, with drooped heads, and dragging their bears by one leg, passed slowly down the street.
She nodded knowingly, and merrily cried to the dollies:
"If I'm not mistaken, this year Mr. Penniman
