Edith King Hall

“ The Farthing Doll was the first to break the silence.
"Perhaps," she said sadly, "we had better start looking for that Well again. The Policeman told us that if we kept on we should come to it."
"I am not sure that I trust the Policeman," he answered. "It struck me that he wished, unobserved, to enjoy some food from the dolls' house kitchen. He wanted to get rid of us."
"What is to be done then?" she asked.
The Grocer thought for a long while. Then he spoke again.
"I have another idea," he remarked. "Let us look for Truth not in the Well, nor in our Minds, but in our Hearts. Do you agree?" ”

“ The little Marionette shook her head.
"It will be impossible," said she.
"And after to-morrow we shall not be able to talk to each other any more," exclaimed the little girl. "Oh, how sad!"
"Never mind, even if we cannot talk we can remain good friends. The deepest friendship is often the quietest."
"Then we can be very great friends indeed," said the little girl with much affection. "I am so glad, dear!"
"I am going out to-morrow afternoon to see the pantomime, but I shall come here as early as I can," she added as she went away. "Don't you be late." ”

“ But it was not a Well at all. It was merely the abode of Jack-in-the-box, and when the Grocer looked in Jack jumped out. He jumped up so suddenly that he knocked the Grocer flat on his back.
The poor fellow got up and rubbed his head.
"One gets very hard blows sometimes in the search for Truth," he said ruefully.
"You shouldn't be in such a hurry," remarked Jack-in-the-box. "Take things more calmly, and ask the Policeman. Kindly shut up the lid of my box. I can't very well manage it myself, I'm so springy. ”