showing it changes the slide—and she was in a strange room.
It was a nursery—very large and light. There were flowers at the window, and pictures on the walls, and many toys. And on a couch, covered with a bright green rug with yellow daisies embroidered on it, lay a little girl with pretty yellow hair and kind, merry blue eyes.
'Oh' said the little girl, very much astonished.
'Oh' said Fina, at the same minute, and with the same quantity of astonishment.
'I've come to play with you, if you'll let me,' said Fina.
'How lovely! But how did you get in?'
'The Slave of the Ring brought me.'
'The Slave of the Ring! How wonderful!'
'Yes, isn't it? What's your name?'
'Ella.'
'Mine's Fina. Wouldn't you like to see my Ring Slave, Ella?'
'Yes—oh yes!' Ella was laughing softly.
Fina rubbed the ring and the footman genie appeared, his silk legs more beautifully silk than ever.
'Please fetch the pagoda.'
The pagoda toppled on to the couch, and the
