The Wishing chair (8)

The Wishing chair (8)

" Where do you suppose it is going ? "　asked Peter.

" Goodness knows ! " said Mollie.
" Let it take us whatever it wants to ! It will be exciting, anyhow.
If it goes back to that funny shop, we can easily jump off and run away when it goes in at the door. "

But the chair didn't go to the old shop.
Instead it kept on steadily towards the west, where the sun was beginning to sink.

By and by a high mountain rose up below, and the children looked down at it in astonishment.
On the top was an enormous caste.

" Where's this, I wonder ? " said Peter.
" Oh, I say.Mollie, the chair is going down to the castle ! "

Down it went, flapping its rose-red wings.
Soon it came to the castle roof, and instead of going lower and finding a door or a window, the chair found  nice flat piece of roof and settled down there with a sigh, as if it were quite tired out !

" Come on, Mollie ! Let's explore ! " said Peter excitedly.
He jumped off the chair and ran to a flight of enormous steps that led down to the inside of the castle. 

He peeped down.
No one was about.

" This is the biggest castle I ever saw, " said Peter.
" I wonder who lives here. Let's go and see ! "



They were down the steps, and came to a big staircase leading from landing.

On every side were massive doors, bolted on the outside.

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