CHAPTER XVIII
THE ENCHANTED KINGDOM
"If the ice didn't choke up the inlet I would row you over to your kingdom, Princess," Peter said the next morning, as Janet took her place beside him in the carriage. "It would seem ever so much more like old times, wouldn't it?"
Janet nodded and laughed.
"Indeed it would. I wonder where my old row-boat is. I left it on the beach."
"And I found it there, very much the worse for wear, and in sad need of a home," Peter continued for her. "So I towed it over to our landing, and now it is high and dry on the rafters in the barn, along with my canoe."
"Oh, Peter, do you remember the day you taught me to paddle?" Janet asked, laughing.
"I certainly do. I wasn't perfectly sure that we would ever get home again; that storm came up so suddenly."
"But we did, just in time to be arrested." They both laughed so hard at the memory of that never-to-be-forgotten day that Phyllis, in the back seat with Auntie Mogs, called,
"What are you two roaring over?"