"It'll, keep you amused, perhaps, at school." Self-sacrifice could go no further, for this frog was the darling of Bunty's heart.
This stimulated the others; everyone fetched some offering to lay at Judy's shrine for a keepsake.

Meg brought a bracelet, plaited out of the hair of a defunct pet pony.

Pip gave his three-bladed pocketknife.

Nell a pot of musk that she had watered and cherished for a year, Baby had a broken-nosed doll, that was the Benjamin of her large family.
"Put them in the trunk, Meg--there's room on top, I think," Judy said in a choking voice, and deeply touched by these gifts.

"Oh! and, Bunty, dear! put a cork over the f--f--frog, will you?
it might get lost, poor thing! in that b--b--big box." "All right," said Bunty, "You'll take c--c--care of it, w--won't you, Judy?
Oh dear, oh--h--h!--boo-hoo!" Then Esther came in, still troubled-looking.