What I should like would be getting into the middle of a war and
getting hold of secret intelligence and taking it to the general,
and he would make me a lieutenant or a scout, or a hussar.'
When breakfast was cleared away, Anthea swept the carpet, and the
children sat down on it, together with the Phoenix, who had been
especially invited, as a Christmas treat, to come with them and
witness the good and kind action they were about to do.
Four children and one bird were ready, and the wish was wished.
Every one closed its eyes, so as to feel the topsy-turvy swirl of
the carpet's movement as little as possible.
When the eyes were opened again the children found themselves on
the carpet, and the carpet was in its proper place on the floor of
their own nursery at Camden Town.
'I say,' said Cyril, 'here's a go!'
'Do you think it's worn out? The wishing part of it, I mean?'
Robert anxiously asked the Phoenix.
'It's not that,' said the Phoenix; 'but--well--what did you
wish--?'
'Oh! I see what it means,' said Robert, with deep disgust; 'it's
like the end of a fairy story in a Sunday magazine. How perfectly
beastly!'
'You mean it means we can do kind and good actions where we are?
I see. I suppose it wants us to carry coals for the cook or make
clothes for the bare heathens.
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