'We'll go back again and get it all, and then we'll give everybody
presents.'
More than a quarter of an hour passed most agreeably in arranging
what presents should be given to whom, and, when the claims of
generosity had been satisfied, the talk ran for fifty minutes on
what they would buy for themselves.
It was Cyril who broke in on Robert's almost too technical account
of the motor-car on which he meant to go to and from school--
'There!' he said. 'Dry up. It's no good. We can't ever go back.
We don't know where it is.'
'Don't YOU know?' Jane asked the Phoenix, wistfully.
'Not in the least,' the Phoenix replied, in a tone of amiable
regret.
'Then we've lost the treasure,' said Cyril. And they had.
'But we've got the carpet and the Phoenix,' said Anthea.
'Excuse me,' said the bird, with an air of wounded dignity, 'I do
SO HATE to seem to interfere, but surely you MUST mean the Phoenix
and the carpet?'
CHAPTER 3
THE QUEEN COOK
It was on a Saturday that the children made their first glorious
journey on the wishing carpet. Unless you are too young to read at
all, you will know that the next day must have been Sunday.
Sunday at 18, Camden Terrace, Camden Town, was always a very pretty
day. Father always brought home flowers on Saturday, so that the
breakfast-table was extra beautiful.
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