“Where is the moon?” said Tina.
“She is in the palace,” said Fleecy. “She will come out soon, then you can see her. Maybe she will let you go with her to-night, as you are a stranger here.”
“What shall we do now?” asked Tina.
“Oh, we can slide down the rainbow, or rock in one of the hammocks, or go sailing on the water.”
“I am almost afraid to slide down the rainbow; it goes right into the water.”
“Yes, but you go right through that; it won’t hurt you. When we are in a hurry we go down to earth that way.”
“I think I would rather rock in a hammock.”
“Very well; come with me.”
She took Tina farther away from the sea, and in another moment she was lying on the softest, rosiest cloud, with Fleecy by her side.
“When will the moon be out?” said she. “Isn’t it nearly time?”