girl," said Geoffrey; "you nearly cried when it
came, and now you really cry when it is gone."

"But what will Uncle Percy say?" said Mollie.

"Well, the only thing to do," said Geoffrey, "is to tell Mother all
about it."

"Oh, Geoffrey," said Mollie, "we may find it."

But Geoffrey was quite decided. "Snap must have eaten the old thing up.
Come along."

The children found their Mother and Uncle Percy sitting by the fire
talking busily. What they were saying neither Mollie nor Geoffrey heard;
they were too busy to listen, for on the table lay an open cardboard
box, and in the box lay a lovely doll--blue eyes, pink cheeks, golden
hair, dressed in the prettiest of dresses and cleanest of pinafores.

"Oh!" said Mollie.

"Oh!" said Geoffrey.

"There you are, young people," said Uncle Percy. "Yes, Mollie, that is
the doll I promised you. Do you think you will like it?"

"But the other?" said Geoffrey.

"Oh, you heard what we were saying, did you, young man?" said Uncle
Percy. "Well, I'm sorry I sent the wrong parcel, but Mother will send it
back as soon as----"

"But she can't send it back," said Mollie.

"Snap has eaten it," said Geoffrey.

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"What?" cried Uncle Percy.

And then, of course, out came the whole story. They were scolded, they
were punished, they were comforted and kissed, and Mollie went to bed
that night hugging Evelina, the rosy-cheeked beauty, very tightly.

And the other! Uncle Percy said it didn't matter; he had only bought it
to play a joke on someone. Mother and Mollie and Geoffrey and Jane and
everybody hunted everywhere for it, but they didn't find it. A few days
later a letter came from Bessie asking "Geoffrey and Mollie to come to
tea with the King of the Cannibal Islands."

"The gardener found him in the garden," said Bessie, as Geoffrey and
Mollie stared at Bessie's new doll. "Someone must have thrown him away,
for he was ragged and torn; but Mother mended him, and, though he's
queer, I like him the best of all my dolls."

"He is curous," said Geoffrey.

"I think I will call him Kurus, the King of the Cannibal Islands," said
Bessie.

Mollie and Geoffrey were not very cheerful that afternoon, but Bessie
did not notice it; she was so pleased with Kurus.

As the two children went home they felt very solemn and sad.

"It was it," said Mollie.

"Of course," said Geoffrey. "Snap, you know."

"What shall we do?" said Mollie.

"Tell Mother," said Geoffrey;