Dorothy, standing upright on the roof of the caravan, directed One-eyed Magpie with four reins, wearing the majestic air of one driving a royal coach.
"I don't know. I looked for them in the basket as you told me to. They weren't there any longer. The little card-board box had disappeared."
"Yes," she said confidently.
"Good heavens! Whyâ€”why didn't I stay? I should have prevented this escape."