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It would be some use having an Amulet then. 'I wonder how far we are in the future, said Anthea; the Museum looks just the same, only lighter and brighter, somehow. 'Let's go back and try the Past again, said Robert. 'Perhaps the Museum people could tell us how we got it, said Anthea with sudden hope.
'Well, I MUST say, mother said, looking at the wishing carpet as it lay, all darned and mended and backed with shiny American cloth, on the floor of the nursery 'I MUST say I've never in my life bought such a bad bargain as that carpet. A soft 'Oh! of contradiction sprang to the lips of Cyril, Robert, Jane, and Anthea. Mother looked at them quickly, and said
'Very well, said the learned gentleman, now quite certain that he was dreaming. Anthea held out her soft, pink hand. He took it. She pulled him gently to his feet. Jane held up the Amulet. 'To just outside Atlantis, said Cyril, and Jane said the Name of Power. 'You owl! said Robert, 'it's an island. Outside an island's all water. 'I won't go.
And the savages love them for their kind generousness, and give them pearls, and shells, and ivory, and cassowaries. And that's the way 'Wait a sec, said Anthea, splashing. 'I can't hear what you're saying. Shells and 'Shells, and things like that. The great thing is to get people to love you by being generous. And that's what we've got to do.
Which the Sergeant did, then and there, wheeling sharp right about face; yet, as Bellew watched him go, he noticed that the soldier's step was heavy, and slow, and it seemed that, for once, the Sergeant had even forgotten to put on his imaginary spurs. In which Adam explains "Adam!" "Yes, Miss Anthea." "How much money did Mr. Bellew give you to buy the furniture?"
It was his only weapon. Cyril tightened his belt two holes. And Anthea absently took the drooping red roses from the buttonholes of the others, bit the ends of the stalks, and set them in a pot of water that stood in the shadow by a hut door. She was always rather silly about flowers. 'Look here! she said. 'I think perhaps the Psammead is really arranging something for us.
Give the kid a chanst. So the gipsies, very much against their will, went off to their work, and the children and the Lamb were left sitting on the grass. 'He'll be all right at sunset,'Jane whispered. 'But, oh, it is awful! Suppose they are frightfully angry when they come to their senses! They might beat us, or leave us tied to trees, or something. 'No, they won't, Anthea said.
'He won't give us any more beastly wishes to-day, said Jane flatly. 'He gets crosser and crosser every time we see him. I believe he hates having to give wishes. Anthea had been shaking her head gloomily now she stopped shaking it so suddenly that it really looked as though she were pricking up her ears. 'What is it? asked Jane. 'Oh, have you thought of something?
His thumb had caught in the banisters and bent itself back almost to breaking point. 'I AM so sorry, poor, dear Squirrel, said Anthea; 'and you were looking so lovely. I'll get a wet rag. Bobs, go and hold your hand under the hot-water tap. It's what ballet girls do with their legs when they hurt them. I saw it in a book. 'What book? said Robert disagreeably. But he went.
Lightly, and nimbly Anthea swung herself up to the high seat, turning to make Small Porges secure beside her, as Bellew handed him up. "You'll look after things for me, Adam?" said Anthea, glancing back wistfully into the dim recesses of the cool, old hall. "Aye, I will that, Miss Anthea!" "Mr. Bellew, we can find room for you if you care to come with us?"
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