And after that the train went till it could go no further, because of no more land to go on.
Then Tiny woke up in a great fuss: for Tiny was always either asleep or in a terrible state; and he poked out and cried,
"Good! here we are. Come along, I say! Come along. Do come along, Ma-bel." And he climbed down with the bag full of luggage, and Baby after him with her cage of canary.
And they stood together on the platform, and looked about them.
And it was about morning by now, and the sky was a sort of grey blank, and the platform quite bare only for a great label across it that said in huge letters,
MOONLAND
And Moonland is a great space with nothing in it only a green hill, a brown moor, and in the middle a blue lake supposed to have a fish in it.
And on the edge of the lake is a stodgy house made of mud and dirt, whitewashed over, where they let lodgings; only nobody takes them.
And when Baby saw that, she stood on one leg, and whistled,
"I say! do look," because she loved it so.