"Poor boy! He has had a hard time in life, but if this
operation is a success he will be much happier."
All night long the Nodding Donkey lay on the shelf, his broken leg
wrapped in the cloth. He did not nod now, for, lying down as he was, his
head could not shake and wabble. Besides, the toy felt too sad and was
in too much pain to nod, even if he had stood on his feet. But of course
he couldn't stand up with a broken leg. Indeed not!
In the closet, where they were kept, the animals from Noah's Ark talked
among themselves that night.
"Where is the Nodding Donkey?" asked the Lion. "Why is he not here with
us?"
"I hope he hasn't become too proud, because he is a new, shiny toy and
we are old and battered," said the Tiger sadly.
"Nonsense!" rumbled the Elephant. "The Nodding Donkey is not that kind
of toy. He would be here if he could. Some accident has happened, you
may depend on it."
"Well, I'm glad my train didn't run over him," said the Engineer of the
toy locomotive.
"It was some kind of accident, I'm sure," insisted the Elephant. "I
heard Joe cry out, and his mother came running downstairs."
And it was an accident, as you know. All night the Nodding Donkey lay on
the shelf in the dining room.
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