Could it be that old Nurse had so changed that she no longer cared that they should have been away from home for twenty-four hours--all night in fact--without any explanation whatever?
But the Psammead put its head out of its basket and said-- 'What's the matter?
Don't you understand?
You come back through the charm-arch at the same time as you go through it.

This isn't tomorrow!' 'Is it still yesterday ?' asked Jane.
'No, it's today.

The same as it's always been.

It wouldn't do to go mixing up the present and the Past, and cutting bits out of one to fit into the other.' 'Then all that adventure took no time at all ?' 'You can call it that if you like,' said the Psammead.

'It took none of the modern time, anyhow.' That evening Anthea carried up a steak for the learned gentleman's dinner.