`` A good many . '' `` Why , what 's this round box ? Heart alive , John , it 's a wedding-cake ! '' `` Leave a woman alone to find out that , '' said John admiringly . `` Now , a man would never have thought of it ! Whereas , it 's my belief that if you was to pack a wedding-cake up in a tea-chest , or a turn-up bedstead , or a pickled-salmon keg , or any unlikely thing , a woman would be sure to find it out directly . Yes ; I called for it at the pastrycook 's . '' `` And it weighs I do n't know what -- whole hundredweights ! '' cried Dot , making a great demonstration of trying to lift it . `` Whose is it , John ? Where is it going ? '' `` Read the writing on the other side , '' said John . `` Why , John ! My Goodness , John ! '' `` Ah ! who 'd have thought it ? '' John returned . `` You never mean to say , '' pursued Dot , sitting on the floor and shaking her head at him , `` that it 's Gruff and Tackleton the toymaker ! '' John nodded . Mrs. Peerybingle nodded also , fifty times at least .
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