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"Fahver," asked Maisie, wriggling, "have you brought me a doll?" "I'm afraid I haven't." "Mother said p'r'aps you would." It was true there had been talk of a doll; he had forgotten it. "I tell you what I'll do," said Edward Henry. "I'll take you to London, and you can choose a doll in London.
You never saw such dolls as there are in London talking dolls that shut and open their eyes and say papa and mamma, and all their clothes take off and on." "Do they say 'father'?" growled Robert. "No, they don't," said Edward Henry. "Why don't they?" growled Robert. "When will you take me?" Maisie almost squealed. "To-morrow." "Certain sure, fahver?" "Yes." "You promise, fahver?"
"Old Santa'll love him, too. And I'll give him my wed wose. Mamma wored it to her party las' night. Smell it, Anne; ain't it sweet? And see here," he opened his chubby fist. "Fahver give me five cents. I'm goin' to give it to Santa C'aus. And tell him to buy him anyfing he wants wif it." Anne hugged him heartily. "You dear, cute, generous, precious darling!" she exclaimed.
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