I say,' he
called through the half-open door to the girls; 'talk about
adventures and things happening. We ought to be able to get some
fun out of a magic carpet AND a Phoenix.'
'Rather,' said the girls, in bed.
'Children,' said father, on the stairs, 'go to sleep at once. What
do you mean by talking at this time of night?'
No answer was expected to this question, but under the bedclothes
Cyril murmured one.
'Mean?' he said. 'Don't know what we mean. I don't know what
anything means.'
'But we've got a magic carpet AND a Phoenix,' said Robert.
'You'll get something else if father comes in and catches you,'
said Cyril. 'Shut up, I tell you.'
Robert shut up. But he knew as well as you do that the adventures
of that carpet and that Phoenix were only just beginning.
Father and mother had not the least idea of what had happened in
their absence. This is often the case, even when there are no
magic carpets or Phoenixes in the house.
The next morning--but I am sure you would rather wait till the next
chapter before you hear about THAT.
CHAPTER 2
THE TOPLESS TOWER
The children had seen the Phoenix-egg hatched in the flames in
their own nursery grate, and had heard from it how the carpet on
their own nursery floor was really the wishing carpet, which would
take them anywhere they chose.
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