They all went a little distance and found a brook, where they washed
their faces and quenched their thirst. Then Everychild remarked, "We
ought to have breakfast."

Hansel looked at him almost contemptuously. "Ought we, indeed!" he
exclaimed. "And I suppose you know where we're going to get it?"

"We must think," said Everychild.

And at that very moment there was the sound of some one coming along
the road, singing. They all looked to see who it was.

"Aladdin!" exclaimed Everychild excitedly.

It was indeed Aladdin. His pigtail hung down adorably and his rosy
mouth expressed nothing but happiness. He was singing--

"Tla-la-la . . . tla-la-la . . ."

He perceived the children standing in a row, gazing at him. He stopped
short. His song ended. He stood there smiling.

"Good morning!" said Everychild. He added in a voice which faltered
just enough to make his question seem in good taste, "Have you got your
lamp?"

Aladdin moved a little, so that they might all see his lamp. He held
it aloft and looked at it, and then at Everychild.