'Cook'll have a fit when she sees her.' 'All night ?' said Cyril.

'Why--it's tomorrow morning if it's one.

We can have another wish!' So the carpet was urged, in a hastily written note, to remove the cow to wherever she belonged, and to return to its proper place on the nursery floor.

But the cow could not be got to move on to the carpet.

So Robert got the clothes line out of the back kitchen, and tied one end very firmly to the cow's horns, and the other end to a bunched-up corner of the carpet, and said 'Fire away.' And the carpet and cow vanished together, and the boys went to bed, tired out and only too thankful that the evening at last was over.
Next morning the carpet lay calmly in its place, but one corner was very badly torn.