"Just a little to the right, you mean?" again asked the Toyman, trying
hard to see so as not to miss anything in that wonderful city. Then he
added,--"oh, I get it now--it's got a gold cross on it an' little
diamonds at the tips. My! how they shine in the sun."

Then Marmaduke put in,--

"An' there's flags on the towers, red, yellow and blue--"

"How nice they look!" the Toyman murmured, "all a wavin' in the wind."

"And there's soldiers in the streets, with helmets on their heads, an'
spears, an' things--"

"You bet--an' you kin hear the silver shoes of their horses on the
cobbles--"

"What kind of cobbles?"

The Toyman thought a moment--

"Oh, let me see--wh-h-y, I'd say they were all cut outo' agate like
your shooters--leastways they look like that at this distance. An' the
sidewalks, of course, are of gold--a blind man could tell that--"

"What else?" demanded Marmaduke, a little out of breath, and dazzled
by all this sudden glory.

"Oh, a lot else--" the Toyman replied, "for one thing, the door-knobs