CHAPTER Nineteen.
Red Reera, the Yookoohoo After the meal was over and Reera had fed her pets, including the four monster spiders which had come down from their webs to secure their share, she made the table disappear from the floor of the cottage.
"I wish you'd consent to my transforming your fishes," she said, as she took up her knitting again.
The Skeezer made no reply.

He thought it unwise to hurry matters.

All during the afternoon they sat silent.

Once Reera went to her cupboard and after thrusting her hand into the same drawer as before, touched the wolf and transformed it into a bird with gorgeous colored feathers.
This bird was larger than a parrot and of a somewhat different form, but Ervic had never seen one like it before.
"Sing!" said Reera to the bird, which had perched itself on a big wooden peg--as if it had been in the cottage before and knew just what to do.
And the bird sang jolly, rollicking songs with words to them--just as a person who had been carefully trained might do.

The songs were entertaining and Ervic enjoyed listening to them.