she breathed . `` Oh , she 's the very loveliest dolly I ever saw . Oh , Tommy ! '' `` I thought you 'd like her , '' said Tommy exultantly . `` Do n't you wish you had a doll like that of your very own , Bessie ? '' Bessie looked almost rebuking , as if Tommy had asked her if she would n't like a golden crown or a queen 's palace . `` Of course I could never have a dolly like that , '' she said . `` She must cost an awful lot . But it 's enough just to look at her . Tommy , will you bring me up here every day just to look at her ? '' '' ` Course , '' said Tommy . Bessie talked about the blue-silk doll all the way home and dreamed of her every night . `` I 'm going to call her Roselle Geraldine , '' she said . After that she went up to see Roselle Geraldine every day , gazing at her for long moments in silent rapture . Tommy almost grew jealous of her ; he thought Bessie liked the doll better than she did him . `` But it do n't matter a bit if she does , '' he thought loyally , crushing down the jealousy . `` If she likes to like it better than me , it 's all right . '' Sometimes , though , Tommy felt uneasy . It was plain to be seen that Bessie had set her heart on that doll . And what would she do when the doll was sold , as would probably happen soon ?
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