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The Warlock is Missing wisoh-7

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by Christopher Stasheff


  For himself, Gregory drifted up to the mantelpiece and sat there cross-legged, tailor-fashion, back straight, hands in his lap, gazing down at his brothers and sister fondly, smiling.

  Puck looked up at him with a grimace, knowing Gregory's mother had forbidden the mantelpiece, claiming that if it had been intended for sitting on, his father would have carved a chair in it. The High Warlock had instantly volunteered to start whittling, but his wife had vetoed it with a glare and a remark about soot on boys' clothes. Her husband had pointed out that a little soot probably wouldn't make much difference, but mother had been firm, and the mantel had remained a forbidden zone. Puck remembered that now, and started to say something, but caught himself and heaved a sigh. What was one peccadillo more or less? He went back to a glum contemplation of his fate.

  Around them, the room darkened into evening. Finally, with an impatient snap of the fingers, Puck summoned some brownies who skipped to light the fire and a few lamps, then disappeared back into their crannies.

  Magnus and Geoffrey each sent their prisoners back into sleep again. Phebe began to twitch, and Cordelia looked up at her, briefly. The woman went back to sleep.

  Which is how matters stood when the door opened and the High Warlock and his wife came in, with glad cries upon their lips.

  The glad cries froze as they saw the scene before them.

  Puck took one look at their faces, moaned, and shot up the chimney with a wail of despair.

  The children looked at one another wide-eyed, suddenly aware that their behavior might have been a little less than ideal.

  Then Mama closed her mouth, and took a deep breath.

  But Papa beat her to it. "And just what do you think you've been doing?"

  Gregory's chin began to quiver. "We… we are sorry…"

  "We will not do it again," Cordelia promised with tears in her eyes.

  "We did not mean to…" Magnus explained, with trepidation.

  But.Geolfrey squared his shoulders in defiance and stated, "Thou didst not say we couldn't!"

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