"It was," said the Lamb on Wheels. "The Elephant wanted to race with me,
after the Horse was taken away. But I was sold, too, and brought here."

"I am glad to see you," said the Noah's Ark Lion. "I have been quite
lonesome. There used to be a number of us--there was a Tiger, a Camel, a
Monkey, a Hippopotamus, and, oh! ever so many others, besides the
Elephant. But we are all scattered. I am the only one left. Tell me,
were you ever in a Noah's Ark?"

"I never was," admitted the Lamb. "Is it nice?"

"Well, yes, only it's a bit crowded," answered the Wooden Lion. "But it
has to be that way, I suppose. I like it better in this playroom, as I
can move about more. But still I was lonesome until you came. Let us be
friends, and tell each other our adventures."

So the Lamb told of the fun she had had in the toy store with the Bold
Tin Soldier, the Calico Clown, and the others. She told of having been
taken away by the jolly sailor, and how afraid she was that she would be
seasick.

"But it was all right when I found he was bringing me to a home on shore
with Mirabell," said the Lamb. Then she told of her slide down the
ironing board.

"Now I will tell you some of the things that happened to me," said the
Wooden Lion. So he related his adventures--how once he and the other
animals had been jumbled together and piled into the Ark.