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MR. BUNT ROSE

I don't know, Annie, except we all find it-- only to some of us it comes very late. ANNIE

It would be funny if he didn't find it and you,

who stayed at home, did - wouldn't it, Mummy? ROSE

Yes, Annie. It comes like the forgotten fairies

they understand the things we are hunting for. ANNIE

You know, Mr. Bunt never came back. I didn't forget him, either, and I have called so many

times, but he never came. Why is it, Mummy ? The strains of a hand-organ are heard coming slowly through the woods. Annie listens and runs down the path, leaving her mother, who sits staring before her. Annie calls excitedly :

Oh, Mummy, come and see. It's aa little boy and a bear, and they're coming down our path. Turning to Rose, who has risen and walked towards her.

Why, Mummy, it's Mr. Bunt ! ROSE

Now, Annie, it couldn't be, you know. just your invisible playmate. ANNIE

But, Mummy, it looks just like him.

He was