"Oh, it's all over the place," said Mr Jugg; "there are ever so many class-rooms, you see. And then they go to college."
"And what happens then?" asked Marian.
"Well, then they're able to begin to work. There's always heaps for them to do."
"I see," said Marian; "and now I really think that I ought to be going home."
"Perhaps you ought," said Mr Jugg. He led her back into the playroom, and then into the room where they had all had tea. The tables had been cleared now, but Mrs Jugg came toward them with a big box of bumpy chocolates. Marian took one, and Mrs Jugg kissed her and told her that she must be sure to come again.
"You haven't seen half the place," she said, "nor a quarter of it. There are miles and miles of it. Have another chocolate."
Then Marian thanked her and gave her a kiss, and Mr Jugg opened the door and they went into the passage. When they had come this part of the passage had been uphill, but going back, of course, it was downhill. He opened the cupboard and took out the scooter, and Marian stood behind him with her hands on his shoulders. Just as before, they began to go quite slowly, but soon they were going as fast as ever. Just as before, the coloured lights became two streaks of light, one on each side of them. But Marian knew now what was going to happen, and presently the scooter went slower and slower. At last it stopped just at the foot of the steps, and Mr Jugg put it away in the cupboard. He hit the wall twice, and there, at the top of the steps, Marian saw the hole open, and the sky above it.
"Goodness me!" she said. "How late it is!"
The sky was quite dark, and the stars were shining.
Mr Jugg blew his nose.