I'm afraid of me waking up with that bell a-going if you keep on stopping here a-talking to me.
Long as this here dream keeps up I'm as happy as a queen.' 'Goodbye, then,' said Anthea, gaily, for her conscience was clear now.
She hurried into the wood, threw herself on the ground, and said 'Home'-- and there she was, rolled in the carpet on the nursery floor.
'SHE'S all right, anyhow,' said Anthea, and went back to bed.

'I'm glad somebody's pleased.

But mother will never believe me when I tell her.' The story is indeed a little difficult to believe.

Still, you might try..