“At this the Queer Horse was very happy, and told me he was very grateful to me. ‘If I can ever be of assistance to you, I shall be very glad!’ he said.
“And as we stood there talking the Strange Man came up to us and said, ‘Why did you pat the Queer Horse where his head wasn’t?’”
“‘I don’t know!’ I replied. ‘I just felt sorry for him and wished to pat him!’
“‘You’ve spoiled my magic!’ the Strange Man said, ‘and as punishment you will have to be shut up in the Green Jar!’ And he struck me with his cane.
“I did not know another thing until you took the lid off the Green Jar,” the Beautiful Girl told Gran’ma, as she ended her tale.
“And you don’t know how long you were in the Green Jar?” asked the children.
“No, I have no recollection of any time at all. It just seems as if I had gone to sleep and just awakened.”
“I never knew such things were possible,” Gran’pa exclaimed, “until we came here, to the Magical Land of Noom!”
“Don’t you live on the Moon?” the Beautiful Girl asked.