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Updated: June 29, 2025
"Our grandfather," whispered the Gunki, behind their hands. This time they whispered in second bass and tenor. "Yes, the grandfather of these dear boys," said the susceptible old lady.
"I know I could never in Zeelup get there, with this consanguineous handle," hesitated the Teacup, in tears. And just then they saw one of the Gunki rushing off down the road as fast as his feet could carry him. The Plynck drew a sobbing breath of relief. "Don't cry, dear stand still," she said, finding time at last to feel sorry for Sara. "We'll soon have it out now, when Schlorge gets here."
And among them, with her happy golden feet in the snow, and her rosy plumes fluffed out, sat the Plynck, looking as softly dazzling as a snowy sunrise. An army of Gunki were busily mowing the deep snow with scintillating long-handled ice-sickles. It flew up in clouds as they mowed, and another army of Gunki was engaged in catching it in baskets and spreading it smoothly down again.
Sara's would be an awful plight To go home laughterless tonight." Then he sprang from the stump and went rushing straight down the little dim path, shouting back over his shoulder, "Come along, all of you! Sara, ask the Plynck to come, too!" Down the path they went tumbling the Snimmy, his wife, a crowd of Gunki, and all the dolls.
It was very funny to hear it tittering about inside. The rest of the Gunki had clubbed together and bought her a gold-headed tuning-fork, so that she might be sure their answers were in tune. The Snimmy's wife brought her three large onions, neatly hemmed and tied in a bouquet with purple ribbon; the Snimmy himself a striped paper bag full of gum-drops.
"I'll have my hands full mending your baby here, without having to mend you. Besides, we'll fix it up all right." "Can you really, Schlorge?" asked Sara. There were tears in her voice, but, by trying very hard, she did keep from bursting into them. "Of course I can!" said Schlorge, speaking quite crossly to conceal his sympathy. "Here you Gunki! A stretcher!"
Then the kind-hearted and democratic little Teacup performed the same gracious office for the whole company, one after the other even the Baby doll and the Gunki who bore the stretcher. They all looked after it with their mouths open, as a fisherman gazes at the hook from which he has just lost the largest fish that ever was on sea or land. "There, now!
But before they had touched the whipped cream cushion in the bottom of the holder, two Gunki rushed forward in great excitement, and seizing her by the arms, began to hurry her through the Garden, crying hoarsely, "She's crying! She's crying! She mustn't cry here!"
It was rather a sad-looking little place, of course, but not bitter-looking or very long; and now and then a sun-pencil struck across it, and for a moment made more rainbows like the one at the entrance. As soon as they had passed through the hedge the Gunki stopped, breathing heavily and mopping their brows with their hatbands.
The Snimmy's wife said there were plenty of onions at home in the sugar-bowl, and Schlorge offered to send a Gunkus after them; but the Kewpie would not hear of it, so Schlorge mended him quite quickly and neatly without an anaesthetic at all. He declared himself able to walk, at once, but they persuaded him to let the Gunki carry him to the gate on the stretcher.
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