then she took something else off a clothes - horse--"that is n't my pinny ? " said lucie . " oh no , if you please'm ; that 's a damask table - cloth belonging to jenny wren ; look how it 's stained with currant wine ! it 's very bad to wash ! " said mrs . tiggy - winkle . mrs . tiggy - winkle 's nose went sniffle , sniffle , snuffle , and her eyes went twinkle , twinkle ; and she fetched another hot iron from the fire . " there 's one of my pocket - handkins ! " cried lucie--"and there 's my pinny ! " mrs . tiggy - winkle ironed it , and goffered it , and shook out the frills .
jenny wren .
who does the damask table-cloth belong it ?
who does the damask table-cloth belong it ?