"No, I don't care for dolls.

You are quite right about them; they _are_ stupid, and you can't make fancies about them, because their faces always have the same silly look.

I don't know what I like playing at best.

O Marcelline!" she exclaimed, as the old nurse just then came into the room, "O Marcelline! _do_ tell us a story; we are tired of playing." "Does Monsieur Cheri, too, wish me tell him a story ?" asked Marcelline, looking curiously at Hugh.
"Yes, of course," said Hugh.

"Why do you look at me that funny way, Marcelline ?" "Why," said Marcelline, smiling, "I was thinking only that perhaps Monsieur finds so many stories in the tapestry that he would no longer care for my stupid little old tales." Hugh did not answer.