And it was well that Molly and Polly lost no time, for just as they had gotten inside the tree the little old woman came back.
Up, up, up the tree they went. The Fairy held the key.
“I will let you out by and by, if you grant me a wish,” said the Fairy.
“What is your wish?” asked Molly and Polly, and the Fairy said, “Two white sheets, nice and neat. Then I’ll use the key and set you free!”
Molly and Polly laughed and each one of them took out a neatly folded pocket-handkerchief, and they presented them to the Fairy!
The handkerchiefs were just the right size for fairy sheets and the Fairy was delighted.
He put the key in the lock; click, click, the door opened, and out stepped the Ink-Bottle Babies in their own park at home.
They were in such a hurry to get home they forgot to say, “Thank you,” and they did not even stop to see which tree they had stepped out of. They have been looking for the tree ever since.
The Ink-Bottle Babies were so pleased to see Molly and Polly, that they hugged them nearly to death.