CHAPTER Twenty-Two.
Kindly Kisses "Won't you be dreadful sorry to leave this lovely place ?" Betsy asked the Ugly One.
"No, indeed," said he.

"Jewels and gold are cold and heartless things, and I am sure I would presently have died of loneliness had I not found the natural forest at the edge of the artificial one.

Anyhow, without these real trees I should soon have starved to death." Betsy looked around at the quaint trees.
"I don't just understand that," she admitted.

"What could you find to eat here." "The best food in the world," Ugly answered.

"Do you see that grove at your left ?" he added, pointing it out; "well, such trees as those do not grow in your country, or in any other place but this cavern.