"It's part of the enchantment. It looks after the people in it. It would have fed you without being asked if you had run out of food, but it otherwise waits." She touches the wall of his house. "Please bring one of the wilderness pamphlets. And a plate of cookies."

Presently his window opens itself and in floats a tray with a pamphlet and assorted desserts. Isibel takes a cookie from the top of the plated heap and bites it.