We have at present one guest, called Peony." She replaced the prospectus in the drawer, which she then tried to shut.
While she was engaged in this thundering endeavour, Sarah Brown noticed that the drawer was full of the little paper packets which she had seen the day before in the witch's possession.
"What do you do with your magic ?" she asked.
"Oh, many things.

Chiefly I use it as an ingredient for happiness, sometimes to remind people, and sometimes to make them forget.

It seems to me that some people take happiness rather tragically." "I find," said Sarah Brown, rather sententiously, "that I always owe my happiness to earth, never to heaven." "How d'you mean heaven ?" said the witch.

"I know nothing about heaven.
When I used to work in the City, I bought a little book about heaven to read in the Tube every morning.

I thought I should grow daily better.
But I couldn't see that I did." Sarah Brown was naturally astonished to meet any one who did not know all about heaven.