"It is a wild affair, and one that all children might not care to hear; but to you, I fancy, nothing comes amiss."
"No, I like almost everything," said Phil.
"I shall begin just as my grandmother used to. Once upon a time, in the days of enchantment, there was a dreadful old ogre—"
"Do not make him too dreadful, or I shall have bad dreams," interrupted Phil.
The fairy laughed and flapped her little wings. "Now you must not be afraid; it will all come out right in the end. When I said the ogre was dreadful, I meant he was ugly-looking; we fairies like everything beautiful. Shall I go on?"
"Oh yes, and please forgive me for stopping you."
