To Barbara, Maurice, and Stephen Chant This Book Is Dedicated by E. Nesbit Well Hall, Eltham, Kent, 1910....

Philip Haldane and his sister lived in a little red-roofed house in a little red-roofed town. They had a little garden and a little balcony, and a little stable with a little pony in it⁠—and a little ...

Philip stood in the shadow of the dark arch and looked out. He saw before him a great square surrounded by tall irregular buildings. In the middle was a fountain whose waters, silver in the moonlight,...

Philip went to sleep, and dreamed that he was at home again and that Helen had come to his bedside to call him, leading a white pony that was to be his very own. It was a pony that looked clever enoug...

When Philip walked up the domino path and under the vast arch into the darkness beyond, his heart felt strong with high resolve. His legs, however, felt weak; strangely weak, especially about the knee...

The Princess was just Lucy. “It’s too bad,” said Philip. “I do think.” Then he stopped short and just looked cross. “The Princess and the Champion will now have their teas,” said Mr. Noah. “Right abou...

“But why?” asked Philip at dinner, which was no painted wonder of wooden make-believe, but real roast guinea-fowl and angel pudding, “Why do you only have wooden things to eat at your banquets?” “Banq...

You soon get used to things. It seemed quite natural and homelike to Philip to be wakened in bright early out-of-door’s morning by the gentle beak of the parrot at his ear. “You got back all right the...

We left Lucy in tears and Philip in the grasp of the hateful Pretenderette, who, seated on the Hippogriff, was bearing him away across the smooth blueness of the wide sea. “Oh, Mr. Noah,” said Lucy, b...

“But how did you get here?” said Philip in Helen’s arms on the island. “I just walked out at the other side of a dream,” she said; “how could I not come, when the door was open and you wanted me so?” ...

You have heard of Indians shooting rapids in their birch-bark canoes? And perhaps you have yourself sailed a toy boat on a stream, and made a dam of clay, and waited with more or less patience till th...

The Halma men were not naturally lazy. They were, in the days before the coming of the Great Sloth, a most energetic and industrious people. Now that the Sloth was obliged to work eight hours a day, t...

Philip tore back to the prison, to be met at the door by Lucy. “I hate you,” she said briefly, and Philip understood. “I couldn’t help it,” he said; “I did want to do something by myself.” And Lucy un...

Never mind grammar. ↩ This is correct grammar, but never mind. ↩ In the original book, scene breaks were indicated by a line of six asterisks. —⁠S.E. Editor ↩...