"I dare say you know something of your great-grandfathers a good deal further back than that; but you know very little about your great-grandmothers on either side.

Now, to the point.

Your little sister was reading a fairy-tale to you last night." "She was." "When she had finished, she said, as she closed the book, 'Is there a fairy-country, brother ?' You replied with a sigh, 'I suppose there is, if one could find the way into it.'" "I did; but I meant something quite different from what you seem to think." "Never mind what I seem to think.

You shall find the way into Fairy Land to-morrow.

Now look in my eyes." Eagerly I did so.