"I'll go find them," cried Teddy, and without waiting any longer he
turned and ran down the hall as fast as he could, he was in such haste
to find them and get them to show him the way into the garden.

On and on he ran, through one hall after another, through arched
doorways, and along echoing corridors, until he felt all bewildered and
out of breath. All the time he was running he seemed to hear the music
of the singing fountain in his ears, but whenever he stopped to listen
everything was still.

He was so out of breath that he had begun to walk, when turning another
corner he suddenly saw before him a little girl who he somehow felt sure
was Starlein.

Her hair was of a silvery yellow and was like a mist about her head; she
was very beautiful and was dressed from head to foot in silver that
shone and sparkled as she moved. Around her was flying a flock of white
doves, and she was playing with them and talking.

As soon as she saw Teddy she cried out, "Oh, it's a little child!" and
running down the hall to him, with her doves flying about her, she put
her little hands on his cheeks and kissed him. Then she stood back and
looked at him with her hands clasped. "You dear little boy!" she said.
"Where did you come from?"

"I came through the white square," said Teddy.

"I don't know the white square," said the little girl, "but I'm glad you
came. I haven't anyone to play with since Silverling went away."