soon as I talk fast the words all come wrong."
"Maybe it didn't grow as fast as the rest of you," laughed the Wooden Doll. "But don't you care, Wag. I know what you mean and I think you’re just splendid! Now hurry and finish your carrots so we can decide what to do.
"If Mixed Magic caused all this trouble," added Peg half to herself, "Mixed Magic's got to fix it. I'm going to look at that box." Wag, nibbling industriously, had not heard Peg’s last speech or he would doubtless have taken to his heels.
Sitting unconcernedly in a cabbage bed, the Wooden Doll took the gold box from her pocket. Fortunately she had not snapped the magic snap and it opened quite easily. Her fingers were stiff and clumsy and the moon was the only light she had to see by, but it did not take Peg Amy long to realize the importance of Glegg's magic.
"I wonder if he rubbed this on the castle," she murmured, holding up the bottle of Vanishing Cream. "And how would one bring it back? Let me see, now." One after the other, she took out the bottles and boxes and the tiny tea set. The Re-animating Rays she passed Over, without realizing they were responsible for bringing her to life, but the Question
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