It burned merrily.

The children tried in vain to stamp it out.

They had to stand back and let it burn itself out.

When the paraffin had burned away it was found that it had taken with it all the darns of Scotch heather-mixture fingering.

Only the fabric of the old carpet was left--and that was full of holes.
'Come,' said the Phoenix, 'I'm cool now.' The four children got on to what was left of the carpet.