Daddy then took the rubber band and placed it around Raggedy Ann’s right hand, and around Raggedy Andy’s right hand, so that when he had it fixed properly they sat and held each other’s hands.
Daddy knew they would wish to tell each other all the wonderful things that had happened to them since they had parted more than fifty years before.
So, locking his studio door, Daddy left the two old rag dolls looking into each other’s eyes.
The next morning, when Daddy unlocked his door and looked at his desk, he saw that Raggedy Andy had fallen over so that he lay with his head in the bend of Raggedy Ann’s arm.
[Illustration: Then Daddy propped Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy up]
[Illustration: Side by side]
[Illustration: Dolls in a row]
When Raggedy Andy was first brought to the nursery he was very quiet.
Raggedy Andy did not speak all day, but he smiled pleasantly to all the other dolls. There was Raggedy Ann, the French doll, Henny, the little Dutch doll, Uncle Clem, and a few others.
Some of the dolls were without arms and legs.
One had a cracked head. She was a nice doll, though, and the others all liked her very much.
All of them had cried the night Susan (that was her name) fell off the toy box and cracked her china head.
Raggedy Andy did not speak all day.
But there was really nothing strange about this fact, after all.
None of the other dolls spoke all day, either.
Marcella had played in the nursery all day and of course they did not speak in front of her.
Marcella thought they did, though, and often had them saying things which they really were not even thinking of.
For instance, when Marcella served water with sugar in it and little oyster crackers for “tea,” Raggedy Andy was thinking of Raggedy Ann, and the French doll was thinking of one time when Fido was lost.
Marcella took the French doll’s hand, and passed a cup of “tea” to Raggedy Andy, and said, “Mr. Raggedy Andy, will you have another cup of tea?” as if the French doll was talking.
And then Marcella answered for Raggedy Andy, “Oh, yes, thank you! It is so delicious!”
Neither the French doll nor Raggedy Andy knew what was going on, for they were thinking real hard to themselves.
Nor did they drink the tea when it was poured for them. Marcella drank it instead.
Perhaps this was just as well, for, most of the dolls were moist inside from the “tea” of the day before.
Marcella did not always drink all of the tea, often she poured a little down their mouths.
Sugar and water, if taken in small quantities, would not give the dolls colic, Marcella would tell them, but she did not know that it made their cotton, or sawdust insides, quite sticky.