The clothes dried on the line.
Alas, Jess Mabe's Bittersweet has a similar nickname for the Sculder baby, and Jean Robinson's When Old Friends Meet is likewise obsessed with dolls.
Bittersweet
When Old Friends Meet
Oh evil was the root, and bitter was the fruit, And crimson was the juice of the vintage that we trod; For we trampled on the throng of the haughty and the strong, Who sate in the high places, and slew the saints of God. It was about the noon of a glorious day of June, That we saw their banners dance, and their cuirasses shine, And the Man of Blood was there, with his long essenced hair, And Astley, and Sir Marmaduke, and Rupert of the Rhine.
“That's only dirt—it will brush off.” But he looked at me with his haggard hopeless eyes and said— “It is mud. Black, slimy, horrible mud. I am defiled.”
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