So might come any day Jack of the Beanstalk, Cinderella, Queen Victoria, and God.
There were questions meanwhile that he would like to ask, but he was already a victim to that properly English fear of making a fool of himself, so he asked nothing.

He dragged out his toy village and tried to make it a bridge in his imagination between the nursery and Whittington's world.

As the village opened a door from the nursery, so might Whittington open a door from the village.
He considered Hamlet and wondered whether he knew anything about it.
Hamlet, in spite of his mongrel appearance, was a very clever dog.

He had his especial corners in the garden, the kitchen and the nursery.

He never misbehaved, was never in the way, and was able to amuse himself for hours together.