“I spy!” and he ran just as fast as he could down the stairs.  He was ahead of her to the door, and thought he would surely win.  But she passed him in the room and touched the stump first.

The Tree Girl, of all places, was kneeling behind the stump.  Of course she touched it the minute Eric spied her, and so she was safe.

The Forest Children were hiding, some in the hall behind the door, some on the stairs, one under the table.  And everyone of them beat him to the goal and touched it first.

“Now there’s only Wild Star,” Ivra cried.  “You must catch him, Eric, or else you’ll have to be ‘It’ again!”

Wild Star was outside, up in the top of the tree in the starlight.  Eric discovered him by seeing one of the tips of his purple wings which was caught in a crack of the sky door.  “I spy!” he called, and pulled the wing-tip to let Wild Star know he was found.

But of course Wild Star passed him like a flash, his strong wings beating down.

Tears of vexation welled in Eric’s eyes.  One thing he had gained though.  Because he had found them all, even though he could not run so fast as they, the Tree Man had come back, and sat there in the place of the stump, and all was warm and bright again.  The Tree Man had only wanted to prove for himself that Eric could see Wild Star, the Bird Fairies, and the others without Ivra to point them out to him.  But he felt satisfied now that Eric’s eyes were really clear, and that he would never hurt any of them by looking through them or pretending that they did not exist.

“Wild Star is It now,” he said.  “For he didn’t play fair, going outside like that.”

“Oh, I forgot outside was no fair,” cried Wild Star, laughing.

So this time Eric hid with the others, while Wild Star counted sheep.

He ran wildly all round the room trying to find a hiding-place.  But everywhere there was someone ahead of him.  At last he came back to the Tree Man himself with Wild Star counting sheep at his knee.

“Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven,” counted Wild Star.  “Oh dear!  Oh dear!” Eric whispered to himself in despair.

Ivra was hiding behind the Tree Man, and so she jumped out and pulled Eric back to hide with her.

“Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred!”

Wild Star started up, and never thinking to look behind the Tree Man went circling the room in swift flight.  He saw Ivra and Eric as he flew over their heads, of course, and they laughed and touched the Tree Man first.

But he caught most of the others, even the Forest Children who are so swift and clever.

After that, almost everyone had to take his turn at being It.