"No," answered Ellen, trembling violently.
"Then I will go," said the genie, and he began to fade away.
"Oh, wait a minute," the child called after him. "What shall I do with the lamp?"
"Wouldst thou not wish to keep it?"
"Why no, it isn't mine."
"Shall I return it to the castle?"
"Oh no, Mistress," the gander interrupted, "they might rub it and tell the genie to bring us back and keep us prisoners."
"Then destroy it," the genie suggested.
"But what would become of Aladdin and his castle and everything if I did?"
"They would stay as they are. And moreover if the lamp were destroyed he would no longer be tormented with fears lest an enemy should steal it and send me to destroy all he has."