Five Children and It by E. (Edith) Nesbit
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'Or crack its skin,' Robert said anxiously. Everyone was very much relieved when the Sand-fairy, after getting so big that it almost filled up the hole in the sand, suddenly let out its breath and went back to its proper size. 'That's all right,' it said, panting heavily. 'It'll come easier to-morrow.' 'Did it hurt much?' asked Anthea. 'Only my poor whisker, thank you,' said he, 'but you're a kind and thoughtful child. Good day.' It scratched suddenly and fiercely with its hands and feet, and disappeared in the sand. Then the children looked at each other, and each child suddenly found itself alone with three perfect strangers, all radiantly beautiful. They stood for some moments in perfect silence. Each thought that its brothers and sisters had wandered off, and that these strange children had stolen up unnoticed while it was watching the swelling form of the Sand-fairy. Anthea spoke first - 'Excuse me,' she said very politely to Jane, who now had enormous blue eyes and a cloud of russet hair, 'but have you seen two little boys and a little girl anywhere about?' 'I was just going to ask you that,' said Jane. And then Cyril |
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