The wishing-chair landed on the sandy of a small green in the middle of the sea. The children were eager to its shady woods. There was something about the place — no birds circled overhead. Suddenly the began to rise and the island began to . "To the chair!" cried Chinky in a voice. Peter and Mollie began to across the sinking sand and flew safely away, . Below them the whole isle began to — the only to a truly event.