“He’s gone far away from here,” he said in a clear voice that left no room for doubt.
“How far?”
“To a place where there are kings and queens and all sorts of magic things. There’s a one-eyed giant there who looks after everybody and sees to it that everybody is happy. Mr. Armour told me. He said he’d always be happy ’cause he’d be with friends. It’s a place where everybody lives in trunks.”
“In trunks!” Peggy exclaimed.
Tommy nodded solemnly. “That’s what he said. He told me I mustn’t miss him too much on account of he was going to be very, very happy and safe.”
“Did he say where this place was?”
Tommy shook his head. “Just that it’s far away.”
Peggy and the woman looked at each other blankly. Kings and queens who lived in trunks with a one-eyed giant to guard them! It didn’t make any sense.
“When you find him,” Tommy was saying, “tell him I can play lots better now, and I want him to come and hear me.”
“I will,” Peggy said automatically. “I’ll tell him.”