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Suppose we work the magic and just ask to see him?" "I don't want to go away from here," said Edred firmly. "You needn't. I'll lay out the moon-seeds and things on the floor here you'll see." So Dickie made the crossed triangles of moon-seeds and he and his cousins stood in it and Dickie said, "Please can we see the Mouldierwarp?" just as you say, "Please can I see Mr.
"I cannot repay your kindness," he said, "though some day I will repay your silver. But these seeds the moon-seeds," he pulled out a handful. "You liked the flowers?" He handed a generous score across the red-brown polished wood. "Thank you, my lad," said the pawnbroker. "I'll raise them in gentle heat." "I think they grow best by moonlight," said Dickie.
He moved, the dog awoke, and Dickie felt its soft nose nuzzled into his hand. "And now for seven months' work, and not one good dream," said Dickie, got up, put Tinkler and the seal and the moon-seeds into a very safe place, and crept back to bed. He felt rather heroic. He did not want the treasure. It was not for him. He was going to help Edred and Elfrida to get it.
"Lay out the moon-seeds and the other charms, and wish to be where they are going. Then thou canst speak with them. Wish to be there a week before they come, that thou mayst know the place and the folk." "Now?" Dickie asked, but not eagerly, for he was very tired.
And if you lay out your moon-seeds round them, in the old shape, and stand with them in the midst, holding your Tinkler and your white seal, you will all go whithersoever you choose." "I shall choose to go straight to the treasure, of course," said practical Dickie, swinging his feet in their rosetted shoes. "That thou canst not.
It was no light thing to come back from that to this. And now he made a resolution that he would not set out the charm of Tinkler and seal and moon-seeds until he had established Mr. Beale in an honorable calling and made a life for him in which he could be happy. A great undertaking for a child? Yes.
And in the middle of the explanation a shadow fell on the children and the Tinkler and the moon-seeds and the seal, and there was a big, handsome gentleman looking down at them and saying "Introduce your friend, Edred." "Oh, Dickie, this is my father," cried Edred, scrambling up. And Dickie added very quickly, "My name's Dick Harding."
There is a tablet in the church which tells of the death by drowning of Richard, Sixteenth Lord Arden. The children read it every Sunday for a year, and knew that it did not tell the truth. But by the time the moon-seeds had grown and flowered and shed their seeds in the Castle garden they ceased to know this, and talked often, sadly and fondly, of dear cousin Dickie who was drowned.
"I've thought of nothing else for a month," said Dickie, and began to lay out the moon-seeds on the smooth sand. "Now," he said, when the pattern was complete, "I shall hold Tinkler and the white seal in my hand and take them with me. When I've gone, you can put the moon-seeds in your pocket and go home. When they ask you where I am, say I am in the cave.
And with that it vanished altogether, and the darkness with it; and there were the three children and Tinkler and the white seal and the moon-seeds and the sunshine on the floor of the room in the tower. "That's useful," said Edred scornfully. "As if it wasn't just as difficult to know the unlikely places as the likely ones." "I'll tell you what," said Dickie.
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