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And
the
driver
of
the
wagon
?
Imagine
to
yourselves
a
little
,
fat
man
,
much
wider
than
he
was
long
,
round
and
shiny
as
a
ball
of
butter
,
with
a
face
beaming
like
an
apple
,
a
little
mouth
that
always
smiled
,
and
a
voice
small
and
wheedling
like
that
of
a
cat
begging
for
food
.
No
sooner
did
any
boy
see
him
than
he
fell
in
love
with
him
,
and
nothing
satisfied
him
but
to
be
allowed
to
ride
in
his
wagon
to
that
lovely
place
called
the
Land
of
Toys
.
In
fact
the
wagon
was
so
closely
packed
with
boys
of
all
ages
that
it
looked
like
a
box
of
sardines
.
They
were
uncomfortable
,
they
were
piled
one
on
top
of
the
other
,
they
could
hardly
breathe
;
yet
not
one
word
of
complaint
was
heard
.
The
thought
that
in
a
few
hours
they
would
reach
a
country
where
there
were
no
schools
,
no
books
,
no
teachers
,
made
these
boys
so
happy
that
they
felt
neither
hunger
,
nor
thirst
,
nor
sleep
,
nor
discomfort
.
No
sooner
had
the
wagon
stopped
than
the
little
fat
man
turned
to
Lamp-Wick
.
With
bows
and
smiles
,
he
asked
in
a
wheedling
tone
:
"
Tell
me
,
my
fine
boy
,
do
you
also
want
to
come
to
my
wonderful
country
?
"
"
Indeed
I
do
.
"
"
But
I
warn
you
,
my
little
dear
,
there
's
no
more
room
in
the
wagon
.
It
is
full
.
"
"
Never
mind
,
"
answered
Lamp-Wick
.
"
If
there
's
no
room
inside
,
I
can
sit
on
the
top
of
the
coach
.
"
