Thanks to these attentions , she got through the afternoon , went early to bed , and next morning did her lessons with an energy which made Uncle Fritz wish that a new game could be invented every day . Quite a thrill pervaded the school-room when Daisy was dismissed at eleven o'clock , for everyone knew that now she was going to have the new and mysterious play . Many eyes followed her as she ran away , and Demi 's mind was so distracted by this event that when Franz asked him where the desert of Sahara was , he mournfully replied , `` In the nursery , '' and the whole school laughed at him . `` Aunt Jo , I 've done all my lessons , and I ca n't wait one single minute more ! '' cried Daisy , flying into Mrs. Bhaer 's room . `` It 's all ready , come on ; '' and tucking Ted under one arm , and her workbasket under the other , Aunt Jo promptly led the way upstairs . `` I do n't see anything , '' said Daisy , staring about her as she got inside the nursery door . `` Do you hear anything ? '' asked Aunt Jo , catching Ted back by his little frock as he was making straight for one side of the room . Daisy did hear an odd crackling , and then a purry little sound as of a kettle singing . These noises came from behind a curtain drawn before a deep bay window . Daisy snatched it back , gave one joyful , `` Oh ! '' and then stood gazing with delight at what do you think ? A wide seat ran round the three sides of the window ; on one side hung and stood all sorts of little pots and pans , gridirons and skillets ; on the other side a small dinner and tea set ; and on the middle part a cooking-stove . Not a tin one , that was of no use , but a real iron stove , big enough to cook for a large family of very hungry dolls . But the best of it was that a real fire burned in it , real steam came out of the nose of the little tea-kettle , and the lid of the little boiler actually danced a jig , the water inside bubbled so hard . A pane of glass had been taken out and replaced by a sheet of tin , with a hole for the small funnel , and real smoke went sailing away outside so naturally , that it did one 's heart good to see it . The box of wood with a hod of charcoal stood near by ; just above hung dust-pan , brush and broom ; a little market basket was on the low table at which Daisy used to play , and over the back of her little chair hung a white apron with a bib , and a droll mob cap . The sun shone in as if he enjoyed the fun , the little stove roared beautifully , the kettle steamed , the new tins sparkled on the walls , the pretty china stood in tempting rows , and it was altogether as cheery and complete a kitchen as any child could desire . Daisy stood quite still after the first glad `` Oh ! ''
but her eyes XXXXX quickly from one charming object to another , brightening as they looked , till they came to Aunt Jo 's merry face ; there they stopped as the happy little girl hugged her , saying gratefully : `` Oh aunty , it 's a splendid new play !
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