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the big window facing the garden. Near
the door stood a rocking-horse on three legs
stripped of its saddle, its mane and tail
torn off, its back and flanks hacked by deep,
angry cuts from some sharp instrument.
In the corner of the room stood a large doll’s
house with its red-tiled roof smashed in,
and half buried amongst the wreckage lay
its tiny inhabitants amidst all sorts of broken
toy furniture, diminutive chairs, sofas and
cupboards, lilliputian kitchen utensils and
crockery. On a low table under the window
stood a musical box all knocked to pieces.
In a child’s swing sat a huge felt monkey
with outstretched arms, stunned by a violent
blow that had almost severed the head from
the body. The polished floor was strewn
with lacerated sheets of children’s picture
books and dolls and toys of every
description, tin soldiers, mousquetaires, harlequins,
elephants, sheep, dogs, cats and rabbits,
motor-cars, aeroplanes, and captive balloons,
all smashed to atoms. The gaily coloured
prints on the white walls were splashed with
ink. Leaning against the pillows of a little
settee sat a big teddy bear with his stomach
ripped open. In a dainty brass bed with
blue curtains, well tucked up under her
embroidered counterpane lay a smart Paris
doll with her own baby doll clasped in her
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