"And their garments are green?"

"As green as grass."

"And they blow little horns?"

"The sweetest little horns!"

"I think I see them," I cried.

"We think we see them too," said the tiny
boys, laughing in perfect glee.

"And you hear their horns, don't you?" my
little godchild asked somewhat anxiously.

"Don't we hear their horns?" I asked the
tiny boys.

"We think we hear their horns," they cried.
"Don't you think we do?"

"It must be we do," I said. "Aren't we
very, very happy?"

We all laughed softly. Then we kissed
each other and Elsbeth led us out, her wand
high in the air.

And so my feet found the lost path to