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“It was a beautiful day, your Majesty,” she replied, and made a little curly looking bow so that her hair touched the floor.

“Ah, then,” said the queen, “let us refresh ourselves.”

So they all gathered around the table and the bees and butterflies began to serve them—all but Bobbie; for the bubble was still as smooth as glass. He remembered how he had tried to get a drink in the Milky Way, and looked at the queen questioningly. She turned to him.

“You cannot leave your fairy balloon, Bobbie,” she said, “unless you will stay with us a hundred years. But you need only wish for whatever you would like to eat, and you will find it in your hand.”