“Okay, Mrs. L.”
A short time later the two of them returned, Mrs. Ladle sporting an optimistic smile, and Flug sporting a very large bit of tree.
“I don't think a spot of landscape gardening is going to help much,” said Stitches.
“Don't be such a silly boy,” said the witch. “If I cast a couple of spells over this trunk, I should be able to fire it up enough to get up and about. It's not ideal, but it certainly beats walking.”
“It doesn't look very air worthy,” said Ollie, thinking that the oversized twig looked like it had all the aeronautical ability of a compost heap. “You won't get a dozen yards. Not upwards anyway.”
“Ah well, if all else fails you could always pole-vault over the castle wall with it,” said Ronnie.
“Well, you better hope it works,” said Mrs. Ladle. “It's got to ta
