Wet Magic
from it into the most beautiful garden you could invent if you tried for a year and a day with all the loveliest pictures and the most learned books on gardening to help you. But the odd thing about it was that when they came to talk it over afterward they never could agree about the shape of the beds, the direction of the walks, the kinds and colors of the flowers, or indeed any single thing about it. But to each it seemed and will always seem the most beautiful garden ever imagined or invented. And everyone saw, beyond a distant belt of trees the shining domes and minarets of very beautiful buildings, and far, far away there was a sound of music, so far away that at first they could only hear the music and not the tune. But soon that too was plain, and it was the most beautiful tune in the world.
"Crikey," said Reuben, speaking suddenly and for the first time, "ain't it 'evingly neither. Not arf," he added with decision.
"Now," said the Mermaid, as they neared the belt of trees, "you are going to receive something."
"Oh, thank you," said everybody, and no one liked to add: "What?"—though that simple word trembled on every tongue. It slipped off the tip of Reuben's, indeed, at last, and the Mermaid answered:
"An ovation."
"That's something to do with eggs, I know," said Kathleen. "Father was saying so only the other day."
"There will be no eggs in this," said the Mermaid, "and you may find it a trifle heavy. But when it is over the fun begins. Don't be frightened, Kathleen—Mavis, don't smooth your hair. Ugly untidiness is impossible here. You are about to be publicly thanked by our Queen. You'd rather not? You should have thought of that before. If you will go about doing these noble deeds of rescue you must expect to be thanked. Now, don't forget to bow. And there's nothing to be frightened of."
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