"I wish I could see the Sawdust Doll," thought the Lamb, when she had
looked over at the Horse one day. "I'd like to speak to her."

There came a few days of bright sunshine, when the weather was not so
cold. One afternoon Arnold said to Mirabell:

"I'm going to take my little express wagon out on the sidewalk in front
of the house. Why don't you bring out your Lamb?"

"I will, if Mother will let me," said Mirabell.

And Mother did. Soon the two children were running up and down in front
of the house, Mirabell pulling her Lamb along by a string, and Arnold
pretending to be an expressman with his wagon.

"Oh, there comes a man to put some coal in Dorothy's house!" called
Arnold, as a big wagon, drawn by two strong horses, stopped in front of
the place where the Sawdust Doll and the White Rocking Horse lived.
"Let's go down and watch!" he said.

"All right," agreed Mirabell. So she pulled her Lamb on Wheels down the
sidewalk, and Arnold hauled his express wagon along.

At Dorothy's house the coal bin was partly under the pavement, and to
put in coal a round, iron cover was lifted up from a hole in the
sidewalk, and the coal was dumped through this hole. As the children
watched, and as Dorothy, who was now better, stood at the window with
her brother Dick, also looking on, the coal man took the cover off the
hole in the sidewalk, so he could dump the black lumps through the
opening into the bin.