"And then," she asked, "what
happened next?"
Stumper returned the hug, including Tim in it too. "I found _this_--
fluttering in my hand," he said, and held up a small grey feather for
them to admire. "It's the only clue I've got. The pigeon left it."
While they admired the feather and exhibited their own, Tim crying,
"We've got five now, nearly a whole wing!" Stumper was heard to murmur
above their heads, "And since I--came out to look--I've felt--quite
different."
"Your secret's in the wind and open sky!" cried Judy, dancing round
him with excitement. Her voice came flying from the air.
"You're awfully warm--you're hot--you're burning!" shouted Tim,
clapping his hands. His voice seemed to rise out of the earth.
"We've all seen it, all had a glimpse," roared Uncle Felix with a
sound of falling water, rolling up nearer as he spoke. "It's too
wonderful to see for long, too wonderful to remember quite. But we
shall find it in the end. We're all looking!" He began a sort of
dancing step. "And when we find it--" he went on.
"We'll change the world," shouted Stumper, as though he uttered a
final word of command.
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