There were Bab and Betty and most of a dozen of their worn-down dolls, and no matter how worn-down or creepy this place might seem to you and I, for these girls and their dolls, it was the most wonderful place for a party any of them could imagine. Then that monstrous dog had stolen all the food, and by the time they chased it down, it'd eaten the last crumbs They followed the dog back into the decrepit barn, and that was how they met its master, a circus run-away, Ben Brown. Ben turned out to be a horse master. . . .