They seemed very splendid to me and yet I saw at once that they were not popular.

I went close to my Aunt Deel and partly hid myself in her cloak.

I heard Mrs.Dunkelberg say: "Of course you'll come to dinner with us ?" For a second my hopes leaped high.

I was hungry and visions of jelly cake and preserves rose before me.

Of course there were the trousers, but perhaps Sally would get used to the trousers and ask me to play with her.
"Thank ye, but we've got a good ways to go and we fetched a bite with us--ayes!" said Aunt Deel.
Eagerly I awaited an invitation from the great Mrs.Dunkelberg that should be decisively urgent, but she only said: "I'm very sorry you can't stay." My hopes fell like bricks and vanished like bubbles.
The Dunkelbergs left us with pleasant words.