“Well,” began Ailie; “but where was I?”
“Just going to be introduced to a bear.”
“Oh yes; well—the bear walked slowly away, and then the fairy called out an elephant, and after that a ’noceros—”
“A ’noceros!” interrupted Glynn; “what’s that?”
“Oh, you know very well. A beast with a thick skin hanging in folds, and a horn on its nose—”
“Ah, a rhinoceros—I see. Well, go on, Ailie.”
“Then the fairy told a camel to appear, and after that a monkey, and then a hippopotamus, and they all came out one after another, and some of them went away, and others began to fight. But the strangest thing of all was, that every one of them was so like the pictures of wild beasts that are hanging in my room at home! The elephant, too, I noticed, had his trunk broken exactly the same way as my toy elephant’s one was. Wasn’t it odd?”
“It was rather odd,” replied Glynn; “but where did you go after that?”
“Oh, then we went on, and on again, until we came to—”
“It’s your turn at the wheel, lad, ain’t it?” inquired Mr Millons, coming up at that moment, and putting an abrupt termination to the walk in Fairyland.