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Pease-Blossom was close under the cage by this time, but so tall was the table on which it was, and so small was he that, to reach the door, he was forced to stand on the Giant's head. Light as thistle-down were his feet, but no sooner had the Giant felt their tread than he gave a great start, and lifting his hand struck himself a tremendous blow upon his forehead.
And as for a whole nest, I don't know what you mean," said she. And when Pease-Blossom saw that she was well content with her home, he thanked her and bade her good-bye, and began his climb down the chimney.
Come, sit with me," said she to the clown, "and let me play with your amiable hairy cheeks, my beautiful ass! and kiss your fair large ears, my gentle joy!" "Where is Pease-blossom?" said the ass-headed clown; not much regarding the fairy queen's courtship, but very proud of his new attendants. "Here, sir," said little Pease-blossom. "Scratch my head," said the clown. "Where is Cobweb?"
"Who comes here?" called the fairy warder of the dell. "Pease-Blossom and the nightingale," answered the fay; and great was the joy in fairyland at their return. "How long you have been!" said Quick-As-Lightning. "How fast you have come!" said little Twinkle-Toes. But as for Spice-of-Life he could not speak at all for laughing at sooty Pease-Blossom.
Sprites of all looks and all hues of all "dimensions, shapes, and mettles," the dwarfish elf and the elegant fay Cobweb commissioned to kill a red-hipped humble-bee on the top of a thistle, that Bottom might have the honey-bag Pease-Blossom, who had the less agreeable employment of scratching the weaver's head and that individual fairy who could find the hoard of the squirrel and carry away his nuts with a score of equally merry companions are swarming everywhere and in full employment.
Poor Pease-Blossom was more dead than alive when they reached the shore, but as soon as he had gotten his breath again he said to his new friend: "If you will come with me to fairyland you may swim in a stream as clear as glass. There is no salt in it, and no rough waves and every fairy in the dell will guard you from harm." "Water without salt! I cannot imagine it," said the great tarpon.
"Here, sir," said Mustard-seed; "what is your will?" "Nothing," said the clown, "good Mr. Mustard-seed, but to help Mr. Pease-blossom to scratch: I must go to a barber's, Mr. Mustard-seed, for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face." "My sweet love," said the queen, "what will you have to eat? I have a venturous fairy shall seek the squirrel's hoard, and fetch you some new nuts."
"And no waves! Why, I should die of homesickness there." So when Pease-Blossom saw that there was nothing he could do for him, he thanked him kindly, and turned his steps to the Giant's castle which stood on a high hill close beside the sea just as the moon had said.
We have most of us heard of original sin, and may perhaps, in our modest moments, conjecture that we are not quite what God, or nature, would have us to be. Raffaelle had something to mend in Humanity: I should have liked to have seen him mending a daisy! or a pease-blossom, or a moth, or a mustard seed, or any other of God's slightest works.
"Once there all will be easy," she said; "for there is no better way to get into the castle than through the chimney." So Pease-Blossom seated himself between the swift's wings, and up they went to the top of the chimney and then down through the opening to the swift's home, which looked as if it were only half of a nest fastened against the wall.
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