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And now the moon-seeds and the voices and the magic were over and Dickie awoke, thrilled to feel how cleverly he had managed everything, moved his legs in the bed, rejoicing that he was no longer lame. Then he opened his eyes to feast them on the big, light tapestried room. But the room was not tapestried. It was panelled. And it was rather dark.
And it was so small as not to be much better than a cupboard. This surprised Dickie more than anything else that had ever happened to him, and it frightened him a little too. If the spell of the moon-seeds and the rattle and the white seal was not certain to take him where he wished to be, nothing in the world was certain.
He felt in his pockets, pulled out Tinkler and the white seal, set them on the floor, and, moved by memories of the great night when his dream had come to him, arranged the moon-seeds round them in the same pattern that they had lain in on that night of nights. And the moment that he had lain the last seed, completing the crossed triangles, the magic began again. All was as it had been before.
"Looks like it," said the Jew. "Then some day I shall do something for you. I don't know what, but something. We never forget, we " He stopped. He remembered that he was poor little lame Dickie Harding, with no right to that other name which had been his in the dream. He picked up the coins, put them in his pocket felt the moon-seeds.
"I'm not afraid of soldiers," said Elfrida very quickly, "and you're not afraid of anything, Edred you know you aren't." "You can't be or you couldn't have come after me right into the cave in the middle of the night. Come on. Stand close together and I'll spread out the moon-seeds."
And as he lay awake a great resolve grew strong within him. He would try once more the magic of the moon-seeds and the rattle and the white seal, and try to get back into that other world. So he crept down into the parlor where a little layer of clear, red fire still burned.
"Good-bye, Edred, old chap. I'd like to kiss you too, if you don't mind. I know boys don't, but in the times I'm going to men kiss each other. Raleigh and Drake did, you know." The boys kissed shyly and awkwardly. "And now, good-bye," said Richard, and stepped inside the crossed triangles of moon-seeds. "I wish," he said slowly, "oh, dear Mouldiwarps of Arden, grant me these last wishes.
"We got my magic all right, and old nurse said I could work it for you, and that's really what I've come for, so that we can look for the treasure together." "That's awfully jolly of you," said Elfrida. "What is your magic?" Edred asked; and Dickie pulled out Tinkler and the white seal and the moon-seeds, and laid them on the turf and explained.
"Could I take anything out of this dream I mean out of this time into the other one?" "You could, but you must bring it back when you come again. And you could bring things thence. Certain things: your rattle, your moon-seeds, your seal." He stared at her. "You do know things," he said; "but I want to take things there and leave them there." She knitted thoughtful brows.
But presently a light showed ahead, and next moment there they were in the cave, and stepped out of the carriage on the exact spot where Dickie had set out the moon-seeds and Tinkler and the white seal.
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