* * * * * * * *

"Did you call me, dear?" asked mamma, opening the door.

Teddy was back in his own room, and all he could see of the Counterpane
Fairy was the tip of her brown hood disappearing behind the counterpane
hill, and that was gone in an instant.

"Oh, Mamma! it was such a pretty dream," cried Teddy.

"Was it, darling?" said mamma. "Try to go to sleep again, dear, for it
is very late, and you can tell me all about it to-morrow. Good-night, my
little boy."



CHAPTER NINTH.

DOWN THE RAT-HOLE.

THE next day Teddy was allowed to go about and follow mamma into the
sewing-room, where he had the little cutting-table drawn out and his
toys put on it, and played for a long time.

In the afternoon Harriett stopped for a little while, and as soon as
Teddy saw her his thoughts went back to the Counterpane Fairy and the
story, and he cried out: "Oh, Harriett! I know what you dreamed last
night."