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Updated: June 29, 2025


The door opened quietly and Everychild stood on the threshold. Everychild's eyes beamed with delight. "Then you did come to this house," he said. "I thought you did; but you ran so fast I couldn't be sure where you went." It is true that he was breathing quickly, but he was perfectly happy. Cinderella stood regarding him, two finger tips pressed against her cheek.

Could such a strange wish be made successfully? They marveled, yet they were scarcely incredulous. They came in an awed silence and formed an audience before Aladdin, even the little black dog coming and sitting up before a group of children where he could see everything that took place. There was a solemn silence at last. Everychild's eyes were filled with a kind of fearful rapture.

He jabbed his knife into his own stomach to show he wasn't to be outdone and down he fell, dead as a doornail." Everychild's heart was beating hard and his face wore a troubled expression. "I suppose," he said after a thoughtful pause, "Blunderbore was a very wicked giant like the Giant Fear?" Jack was frankly surprised at this question. "A giant is a giant," he said shortly.

Everychild's companions drew back behind the shelter of a convenient bush. The Old Woman's countenance really did seem, for the moment, quite ferocious. But Everychild did not move. The Old Woman arose still higher and stepped out of the top of the shoe to the top rung of the ladder. She carried a steaming pot in one hand, and thus handicapped she descended the ladder.

But the troubled expression did not leave Everychild's face. What if there were a few good giants? and what if a good giant should encounter Jack? His reflections were broken in upon by a triumphant voice Jack's voice exclaiming, "Here's luck for you! Here's one of them coming now!" It was true. A very large giant was approaching through the forest.

Everychild was trying to see the pictures as they passed; but he could not quite keep up. And after Will o'Dreams had finished he remained silent, going over it all in his mind. But the giant interrupted him. "There," he said, "we ought not to stay up too late. You know we want to make an early start to-morrow." Everychild's heart prompted him to say impulsively, "And you'll go on with us?

They were really comfortable beds, after all! Strangest of all was the fact that Will o'Dreams went about with the other children, guided by the sound of their voices, and by an occasional touch of Everychild's hand; and one after another he tested the pool and the paths and the stairs and the beds.

He said nervously, "Hadn't we better go away and come back some other time?" But his companion replied resolutely, "I shall not go away. I shall wait until they are all asleep or perhaps until she opens the door and appears." One more question entered Everychild's mind. "But if they all hate you so," he said, "why do they all sit there now as if they did not care?"

But Hansel only gave her a lofty look. "I haven't seen him do anything great," he said. "Now, if he could show us something to eat . . ." "At least," said Grettel, "he wants to keep on going, while you're all for turning back. I think he speaks very sensibly." And she came forward with a pretty blush on her cheeks and took a seat demurely by Everychild's side.

In the very heart of the forest they paused, and Everychild's eyes opened wide with wonder: for before them was an amazing sight. On a fair plateau a temple of white marble stood forth brightly in the light of the setting sun. It was the most perfect temple ever seen. It had a broad flight of steps, at the top of which there were pillars which almost resembled glass, so great was their purity.

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