"YOU ARE THE SON OF SHAUN O'DAY"
But she stopped his question and said, "We shall fly over the ground now. Hold on tight."
For the next hour, the boy John hardly breathed with excitement. He was being carried over the ground faster than ever he had gone in his life.
Trees and fields and pigs and donkeys flew by. Thatched cottages seemed to dart out at them and then disappear.
The girl fairy sat at the big wheel of the car and only smiled at him occasionally. She said never a word.
At last they drew up at the side of a lonely road. She stopped the flying car. She turned to him.
She said, "Now Shauneen, what do you want me to do for you?"
John took a deep breath and clutched the side of the car.
Then he answered slowly, "Faith! I'm after longing to visit fairyland."
The girl fairy's smile vanished for a moment. Then she took his hand in hers and spoke seriously.