218 The Disobedient Island.

perhaps in her dreams, for little Geraldine sud-
denly started up, and rushing to the window,
looked out into the moonlit night. She saw first
the big Island, then looking at the place where
the small Island ought to have been, found it was
gone! Being only a very little girl, she was so
much frightened that she ran quickly back to bed
again, and fell fast asleep.

Meantime, the poor Papa-Island was in great
distress, for of course, he could not go himself to
pull out his son, and whom could he send?

“Will no one help me?” he said, and sud-
denly a small voice answered :

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Now, a family of birds lived at the end of
the Island and he had given them a pleasant
home, and had been kind to them in many ways,
and they were fond of him. It was one of these
who had spoken.

“Tam afraid you cannot help me, little bird,”
he said, sadly. ‘I need someone who is very
strong, and who can pull my naughty son out of
the water, and put him back by my side. He has