"Can you make them come back?"
"Why, of course I can. Anybody can. Can't you?"
"I cannot. If you can, please do so at once."
"I need some stuff. Get me a gold watch and a hammer. Then go down to the drug store and get me this list of chemicals. And I need a yard of black velvet and a pound of rock candy."
"Shall we?" asked one of the investigators.
"Yes," said the mayor, "it's our only hope. Get her anything she wants."
And it was all assembled.
"Why does she get all the attention?" asked Clarence. "I was the one that made all the things disappear. How does she know how to get them back?"
"I knew it!" cried Clarissa with hate. "I knew he was the one that did it. He read in my diary how to make a disappearer. If I was his mother I'd whip him for reading his little sister's diary. That's what happens when things like that fall into irresponsible hands."