"We've been through the door into the Wilderness," said Dreamikins, "we've hunted boars and tigers, and rescued just a few Ogre's prisoners. And I can run the fastest, but Freda is the strongest, and Daffy can jump the highest."
They all chattered together as if they had been friends all their lives.
Once Dreamikins got grave.
"We didn't have any soldier fighting, Fibo. Mummy made me promise not to be playing that. And Cherubine cries when people hurt each other. She says they never hurt each other in heaven. They don't even scratch the skin on their knees when they tumble down."
"I suppose they don't have stones," said Daffy thoughtfully.
"The stones are quite soft and velvety," said Dreamikins quickly; "and sometimes you can eat them; they're sweets, you know."
"That's fairyland," objected Freda. "The Bible doesn't say anything about sweets."
"No; the streets are paved with gold," said Daffy.
"Nice to slide along on," said Dreamikins contentedly.
Her uncle laughed.