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Anthea and Robert timidly tried to conceal their inmost thought, which was that the Psammead was not to be trusted; but Cyril said "Speak out say what you've got to say I hate hinting, and 'don't know, and sneakish ways like that."
For instance, how, in spite of the advice of the Psammead, the four children did, one very wet day, go through their Amulet Arch into the golden desert, and there find the great Temple of Baalbec and meet with the Phoenix whom they never thought to see again. And how the Phoenix did not remember them at all until it went into a sort of prophetic trance if that can be called remembering. But, alas!
"They're all right, sir I expect it's a pal they're standing by. Someone put 'em up to it, and they won't peach. Game little kids." "Tell me," said the Vicar kindly, "are you screening someone else? Had anyone else anything to do with this?" "Yes," said Anthea, thinking of the Psammead; "but it wasn't their fault." "Very well, my dears," said the Vicar, "then let's say no more about it.
I've got a potato on a-boiling. When she had gone to attend to the potatoes the children looked at each other. Could it be that old Nurse had so changed that she no longer cared that they should have been away from home for twenty-four hours all night in fact without any explanation whatever? But the Psammead put its head out of its basket and said 'What's the matter? Don't you understand?
And the lucky children, who could have anything in the wide world by just wishing for it, hurriedly started for the gravel-pit to express their wishes to the Psammead. Martha caught them at the gate, and insisted on their taking the Baby with them. 'Not want him indeed!
I'll wake my chief lady and she shall call Ritti-Marduk, and he'll let you out the back way, and 'Don't rouse anybody for goodness' sake, said Anthea, 'except Jane, and I'll rouse her. She shook Jane with energy, and Jane slowly awoke. 'Ritti-Marduk brought them in hours ago, really, said the Queen, 'but I wanted to have the Psammead all to myself for a bit.
But when they went down to the sand-pit to ask for a hundred pounds in two-shilling pieces with Queen Victoria's head on, to prevent mistakes which they had always felt to be a really reasonable wish that must turn out well they found out that they had done it again! For the Psammead, which was very cross and sleepy, said "Oh, don't bother me. You've had your wish."
All the children were quite crushed by this terrible tale. They looked at the Psammead in horror. Suddenly the Lamb perceived that something brown and furry was near him. "Poof, poof, poofy," he said, and made a grab. "It's not a pussy," Anthea was beginning, when the Sand-fairy leaped back. "Oh, my left whisker!" it said; "don't let him touch me. He's wet."
'Don't sit so near that nasty fountain, said the creature crossly; 'I might get splashed. Anthea obediently moved to another seat and waited. Indeed she waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited. The Psammead dropped into an uneasy slumber.
They went round by the Tottenham Court Road to buy a piece of waterproof sheeting to put over the Psammead in case it should be raining in the Past when they got there. For it is almost certain death to a Psammead to get wet. The sun was shining very brightly, and even London looked pretty.
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