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'It's all over now, she said soothingly. 'We promise faithfully never to ask for another wish after to-day. 'Well, go ahead, said the Psammead; 'let's get it over. 'How many can you do? 'I don't know as long as I can hold out. 'Well, first, I wish Lady Chittenden may find she's never lost her jewels. The Psammead blew itself out, collapsed, and said, 'Done.
'It's always the end of the adventures when it comes to the marriage hands. 'ARE we ready? said Anthea. 'It IS Egypt we're going to, isn't it? nice Egypt? said Jane. 'I won't go anywhere I don't know about like that dreadful big-wavy burning-mountain city, she insisted. Then the Psammead was coaxed into its bag. 'I say, said Cyril suddenly, 'I'm rather sick of kings.
Great rocks cast up by the volcano fell splashing in the sea miles away. 'Oh, this is horrible! cried Anthea. 'Come home, come home! 'The end of the dream, gasped the learned gentleman. 'Hold up the Amulet, cried the Psammead suddenly. The place where they stood was now crowded with men and women, and the children were strained tight against the parapet.
'Come home, cried the Psammead; 'THAT'S the LAST, I know it is! That's the last over there. It pointed with a claw that trembled. 'Oh, come! cried Jane, holding up the Amulet. 'I WILL SEE the end of the dream, cried the learned gentleman. 'You'll never see anything else if you do, said Cyril. 'Oh, JIMMY! appealed Anthea. 'I'll NEVER bring you out again!
Anything you'd like us to get for you? 'Any little trick you like, said the soldier. 'If you can get a strange flower blooming in an earthenware vase you can get anything, I suppose, he said. 'I just wish I'd got two men's loads of jewels from the King's treasury. That's what I've always wished for. At the word 'WISH' the children knew that the Psammead would attend to THAT bit of magic.
Only, take care you aren't flying high at sunset. There was a little Ninevite boy I heard of once. He was one of King Sennacherib's sons, and a traveller brought him a Psammead. He used to keep it in a box of sand on the palace terrace. It was a dreadful degradation for one of us, of course; still the boy was the Assyrian King's son. And one day he wished for wings and got them.
And let me play with your little girls till the others have done with the Queen. 'Surely I will, little heart! said the woman. And then Anthea hurriedly stroked the Psammead and embraced Jane, who took the woman's hand, and trotted contentedly away with the Psammead's bag under the other arm.
The bag was made INTO a bag with old Nurse's sewing machine, and the strings of it were Anthea's and Jane's best red hair ribbons. At tea-time, when the boys had come home with a most unfavourable report of the St james's Park ducks, Anthea ventured to awaken the Psammead, and to show it its new travelling bag.
The Psammead stirred uneasily in its embroidered bag. 'Have you brought gifts to the Temple? asked the priest cautiously. 'We HAVE got some gifts, said Cyril with equal caution. 'You see there's magic mixed up in it. So we can't tell you everything. But we don't want to give our gifts for nothing. 'Beware how you insult the god, said the priest sternly. 'I also can do magic.
'Write quickly: "Go and tell the Psammead to fulfil the last wish of the Phoenix, and return instantly". But Robert wished to be polite and he wrote 'Please go and ask the Psammead to be so kind as to fulfil the Phoenix's last wish, and come straight back, if you please. The paper was pinned to the carpet, which vanished and returned in the flash of an eye.
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