from Camelot,â said Jack. âIâve read about Camelot.â
âWhat did you read about me, Jack?â said Morgan.
âYouâyouâre a witch.â
Morgan smiled. âYou canât believe
everything
you read, Jack.â
âBut are you a magician?â said Annie.
âMost call me an enchantress. But Iâm also a librarian,â said Morgan.
âA librarian?â said Annie.
âYes. And Iâve come to the 20th century, your time, to collect books. You are lucky to be born in a time with so many books.â
âFor the Camelot library?â asked Jack.
âPrecisely,â said Morgan. âI travel in this tree house to collect words from many different places around the world. And from many different time periods.â
âDid you find books here?â said Jack.
âOh yes. Many wonderful books. I want toborrow them for our scribes to copy.â
âDid you put all the bookmarks in them?â said Jack.
âYes. You see, I like the pictures in the books. Sometimes I want to visit the scenes in the pictures. So all the bookmarks mark places I wish to go.â
âHow do you get there?â asked Annie.
âI placed a spell on the tree house,â said Morgan. âSo when I point to a picture and make the wish, the tree house takes me there.â
âI think you dropped this in dinosaur times,â said Jack.
He handed the gold medallion to Morgan.
âOh, thank you! I wondered where Iâd lost it,â she said. She put the medallion into a hidden pocket in her cape.
âSo can anybody work the spell?â askedAnnie. âAnybody who tries it?â
âOh dear, no! Not just anybody,â Morgan said. âYou two are the only ones besides me to do it. No one else has ever even seen my tree house before.â
âIs it invisible?â asked Annie.
âYes,â said Morgan. âI had no idea it would ever be discovered. But then you two came along. Somehow you hooked right into my magic.â
âH-how?â asked Jack.
âWell, for two reasons, I think,â explained Morgan. âFirst, Annie believes in magic. So she actually saw the tree house. And her belief helped you to see it, Jack.â
âOh man,â said Jack.
âThen you picked up a book, Jack. And because you love books so much, you caused my magic spell to work.â
âWow,â said Annie.
âYou canât imagine my dismay when you started to take off for dinosaur times. I had to make a very quick decision. And I decided to come along.â
âOh, so you were the pteranodon!â said Annie.
Morgan smiled.
âAnd the cat and the knight and Polly!â said Annie.
âYes,â said Morgan softly.
âYou were all these things to help us?â asked Jack.
âYes, but I must go home now. The people in Camelot need my help.â
âYouâre leaving?â whispered Jack.
âIâm afraid I must,â said Morgan.
She picked up Jackâs backpack and handed it to him. Jack and Annie picked up their raincoats.It had stopped raining.
âYou wonât forget us, will you?â asked Annie, as they put their raincoats on.
âNever,â said Morgan. She smiled at both of them. âYou remind me too much of myself. You love the impossible, Annie. And you love knowledge, Jack. What better combination is there?â
Morgan le Fay touched Annieâs forehead gently. And then Jackâs. She smiled.
âGood-bye,â she said.
âGood-bye,â said Annie and Jack.
Annie left the tree house first. Jack followed. They climbed down the rope ladder for the last time.
They stood below the oak tree and looked up.
Morgan was looking out the window. Her long white hair blew in the breeze.
Suddenly the wind began to blow.
The leaves began to shake.
A loud whistling sound filled the air.
Jack covered his ears and squeezed his eyes shut.
Then