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“Oh, you dear old thing!” cried Girlie, jumping up excitedly, and catching Dumpsey Deazil up in her arms. “I always knew that you could talk if you only would, and now at last you are going to do so, just as dolls always do in fairy tale books.”

“Of course all dolls can talk if they like,” said Dumpsey Deazil; “only they never do so, except when they wish. But about the Goo, do you really want to know what it is?”

“Yes, I do,” said Girlie, “because I don’t remember ever having heard of such a thing.”

“Well, I don’t quite know what it is myself,” said Dumpsey Deazil, “but I can take you to the land of Why if you like, where all the questions and answers come from, and then you can find out for yourself, you know.”

“Oh! that would be splendid!” exclaimed Girlie. “Is it a very long way off though?”

“Yes, it is rather a long way,” admitted Dumpsey Deazil; “but it would not take us long to get there by the way in which we should go.”

“How is that?” asked Girlie. “By train?”

“Oh dear, no!” cried Dumpsey Deazil; “by a much quicker way than that. You have just to take hold of one of my hands and, shutting your eyes very tightly, count up to one hundred aloud, and then when you open them again you will find yourself there.”