Then followed Anthea.

Robert, coming next, held fast, at Anthea's suggestion, to the sleeve of Jane, who was thus dragged safely through the arch.

And as soon as they were on the other side of the arch there was no more arch at all and no more Regent's Park either, only the charm in Jane's hand, and it was its proper size again.
They were now in a light so bright that they winked and blinked and rubbed their eyes.

During this dazzling interval Anthea felt for the charm and pushed it inside Jane's frock, so that it might be quite safe.
When their eyes got used to the new wonderful light the children looked around them.

The sky was very, very blue, and it sparkled and glittered and dazzled like the sea at home when the sun shines on it.
They were standing on a little clearing in a thick, low forest; there were trees and shrubs and a close, thorny, tangly undergrowth.