CHAPTER VIII
OVER THE GREEN LAND
Above is so blue
And below is so green;
We are sailing away
In our flying machine.
John was in school. But his mind was not on his lessons. For the first time, the letters in his book swam before his eyes. The teacher's voice seemed far away.
He was thinking of the girl fairy and of his coming trip with her. She had told him to say nothing, and he must obey her. But he could not help thinking about her. Surely she was good and would let no harm befall him.
His father had told him that the Good People were kind and loved little boys. So he smiled and paid no attention to his school work.
The teacher set him in a corner with a dunce's cap on his head.
In the meantime, John's father was walking to the shore of the lake. He wondered who wanted to see him. John had told him that it was an important matter.
He scratched his red head and puzzled. He waited on the banks of the lake until he heard a light step behind him.