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Madam Liberality's heart danced with delight. She wished her godmother
would stand by the toy-stall for an hour, that she might see what she
most hoped the present would be. But the footman tucked them into the
carriage, and the bearded man bowed himself back into the bazaar, and
they drove home. Then Madam Liberality's godmother directed the butler
to dispatch the wire baskets to her ladyship, which he did by coach.
And her ladyship's butler paid the carriage, and tipped the man who
brought the parcel from the coach-office, and charged these items in
his account. And her ladyship wrote a long letter of thanks to Madam
Liberality's godmother for her kindness in saving her unnecessary
expense.
The old lady did not go to the bazaar again for some time, but Madam
Liberality went there with Podmore. She looked at the toys and
wondered which of them might one day be her very own. The white china
tea-service with the green rim, big enough to make real tea in, was
too good to be hoped for, but there were tin tea-sets where the lids
would come off, and wooden ones where they were stuck on; and there
were all manner of toys that would be invaluable for all kinds of
nursery games and fancies.
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