172 Make-Beleve

walking in a beautiful green meadow, such
as he had seen at home in the old days,
and there he trod on a snake that bit
him. He did not die, but for a long time
afterwards he had something wrong with
him and did not know weeds from flowers.
~ And then there was his work: he had to |
do it, but often he felt he would never get
to the end of it. Indeed, there was only
one thing that kept hope alive in him: he ©
had the key of the ao which he always
carried.

“At last he came to the end of his
labours, and went down to the coast and
took a ship for England. He reached
London. and took the train from Padding-
ton (did I tell you his garden was down
this way ?), and when he had come to the
end of his journeyings, he passed through
the villages and towns to his garden.

“Tt was very early in the morning, and
he sang for joy as he thought of his king-
dom of flowers and how lovely it would be
looking :