There came a burst of low sweet music, as if the south wind were murmuring through the strings of many Æolian harps. And chiming in with the music came the far-off roar of the ocean. Then a flood of sunshine fell over the earth, and the roses burst into bloom, so did the eglantine, that had been hiding away till the sun gave the signal.
"Rollo passes by," said the Magpie.
"Rollo?"
"The child beloved by earth and sea and wind," said the Magpie. "Give the box a shake, and look up."
Lilla did as she was desired.
"I only see a purple cloud," she said. "Does Rollo come from the clouds?"
"Rollo lives here, so do not fear,
The Multiphobus his course can steer,"
answered the Magpie, looking straight at Lilla.
"lilla ... perceived ... an extraordinary animal."