good measure. I know a shop where the loveliest doll clothes may be
bought for a trifle."

And, would you believe it, that was the first time that Sara had
remembered the Baby doll and the Kewpie! However, one could tell from
the Kewpie's delighted smile that no harm had been done, so far as he
was concerned; and the Baby, for a wonder, was asleep.

So Avrillia took them to the oddest little shop, the shape of a Dutch
teapot, kept by a little old-lady doll who was delighted to show them
everything. They bought a complete wardrobe for the Kewpie, who had
never had any clothes, and was charmed by the novelty of possessing
them; but the Baby nearly spoiled everything by waking up and kicking
and squalling and refusing to try on a thing! "You'd better behave,
you little rascal," said Pirlaps, "it will be a long while before
you'll ever have another chance like this!" But the Baby only kicked
the harder. However, the little shop-keeper doll was very patient, and
by measuring him between kicks they managed to fit him out with a very
nice layette. And then Avrillia insisted on buying all sorts of things
for the dolls at home--gorgeous oriental costumes for the Japanese
doll, sailor-suits for the Billiken, and a handsome fur overcoat, of a
conservative style and cut, for the Brown Teddy-Bear.

"Now," said Pirlaps, "we'll have luncheon--it's getting rather
late--and then I suppose Avrillia will have to call on her poor
families."

He led them to a little Chinese restaurant where a dumb-waiter with a
pigtail noiselessly served them with very good things to eat--though
Avrillia said the prices were outrageous. As they were dipping their