It had taken him all morning to build it, even with Alec's and Walker's help.

Above this peered a thicket of small trees and underbrush bearing a marvellous crop of gold and silver apples and plums.

Real gold and silver fruit it looked to be in the dim light, and not the discarded ornaments of a score of old Christmas-trees.

A stuffed owl kept guard on one high gate-post, and a huge black velvet cat on the other.
In the centre of the stage, showing plainly through the open double gates, the witch's caldron hung on a tripod, over a fire of fagots.

Here Kitty, dressed like an old hag, leaned on her blackened broomstick, stirring the brew, and muttering to herself.
At one side of the stage could be seen the door leading into the ogre's tower, and above it a tiny casement window.
Mrs.Walton gave a nod of satisfaction over her work, when the ogre came roaring in.