"Oh, I said it wasn't a dream!" shouted Barty. "And it isn't—
it isn't—it isn't! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray! And he jumped up and down and laughed for joy, and stamped and stamped and stamped. Then they all crowded round him as if they felt just as happy as he did.
"Didn't you want us before?" they said. "What a long time you were in calling us."
"I lost my whip," answered Barty, and when they all cried out "Oh-h-h!" he suddenly felt as if he must turn round and look behind, and when he did it he saw that the nicest thing in the world had happened. There sat the Good Wolf near the bushes,
