I wish we could help, Newel said, folding his hands.
But a promise is a promise.
How many batteries do you want? Seth asked.
Sixteen, Doren said.
Deal, Seth said.
Newel elbowed Doren. Twenty-four, is what he meant.
We've already got a deal for sixteen, Seth said. We could make it less.
Fair enough, Newel said. He gave Seth a sly glance.
I'm assuming you have said batteries on your person.
In my room, Seth said.
I see, Newel said, scowling dramatically. And suppose you get caught and never make it back? We're out sixteen batteries, and we've broken our sacred promise to the300 brownies. I could live with sixteen up front, but with deferredpayment, we're going to have to up our fee by fifty percent.
Okay, twenty-four, Seth said. I'll pay up as soon as I
can.
Newel grabbed Seth's hand and shook it vigorously.
Congratulations. You just found yourself a secret entrance.
So, seriously, Doren said. What's with the puppet?
Dusk was deepening when the satyrs, Kendra, Seth, and
Mendigo reached the driveway to the main house, not far from the front gates of Fablehaven. Kendra had seen a few twinkling fairies in the woods, but when she tried to get their attention, they darted away.
Now I'd say it's getting dark, Doren said.
Save it, Newel replied, kneeling beside a tree and pointing. Seth, go straight not more than twenty paces, and you'll find a tree with a reddish hue to the bark. At the base of the tree, between a fork in the roots, you'll see a good sized hole. That is the entrance you're looking for. Don't blame me if they don't roll out the red carpet.
And don't tell them we told you how to find them,
Doren said.
But be a pal and leave this near the entrance, Newel said, handing Seth his freshly broken racket.
Thanks, Kendra said. We'll take it from here.
Unless you want to help us, Seth tried.
Newel winced. Yeah, about that, see, we've got a thing-301We promised some friends, Doren said.It's been scheduled for a while...
We've already canceled twice...
Next time, Newel promised.
Take care, Doren said. Don't get eaten by a brownie.
The satyrs gamboled away and passed out of sight.
Why'd you even ask? Kendra said.
Didn't think it could hurt, Seth replied. Come on.
They rushed across the gravel driveway. The house was not in sight, so they felt relatively safe from Vanessa and her imps. Mendigo followed a few paces behind them.
They continued in the direction the satyrs had indicated.
That must be it, Seth said, touching a tree with rosy bark. There's the hole. Good thing we found it before it was totally dark. Seth leaned the broken tennis racket against the tree.
The hole looked big enough to roll a bowling ball into.
It fell away at a steep angle. Get the potions out, Kendra said.
Seth rummaged in the pouch. He pulled out a pair of small vials. These should do the trick.
You're sure they're the right ones? Kendra verified.
They're the easiest to remember-the potion in the smallest bottles makes you small. He handed one of the vials to Kendra. She frowned at it, her brow furrowed. Now what? he asked.
Do you think our clothes will shrink too? she asked.
Seth paused. I hope so.
What if they don't?302 Tanu said the potions leave him about ten inches tall.So we'd be what, around seven or eight inches? What could we wear?
Tanu wraps handkerchiefs around some of his bottles,
Kendra said.
Seth scrabbled through the bag and removed two silk handkerchiefs. These should do.
Hopefully whoever made the potions took clothes into account, Kendra said.
Should we sprinkle some on our clothes to be safe?
Seth said. We have four extra shrinking potions.
Chapter Fourteen
Couldn't hurt, Kendra said.
Seth dug out an extra vial of shrinking potion. At the same time? he asked.
Drink yours first, Kendra said.
Seth unstopped the vial and downed the contents.
Tingly, he said. His eyes widened. Really tingly!
His clothes suddenly looked very loose. He looked up at
Kendra, craning his neck at his much taller sister. He sat down on the ground. His feet slipped easily out of his oversized shoes as his legs shortened. His head sank into his collar.
The shrinking accelerated, and he seemed to disappear.
Seth? Kendra asked.
I'm in here, answered a chipmunk version of his voice.
Could you give me a hankie?
Kendra placed a handkerchief into the shirt. A moment later Seth emerged, the handkerchief wrapped around his waist like a towel and dragging behind him. He looked up.303 Now you really are my big sister, he shouted. Sprinklesome on my clothes.
Removing the stopper from another vial, Kendra sprinkled the contents over Seth's clothes. They waited, but there was no reaction. Looks like we'll have to save the day wearing handkerchiefs, Kendra sighed.
They're nice and silky, Seth called.
You're a nut, Kendra said. She turned to Mendigo.
Mendigo, collect our clothes and our things and watch for us to come out of the house. When we come out, you need to hurry and meet up with us.
Mendigo started tugging at her shirt. Mendigo, wait to collect my clothes until after I shrink, and leave us with the handkerchiefs.
Mendigo picked up Tanu's pouch and Seth's clothes.
Hey, Seth cried, let me see if I can carry the glove.
Kendra retrieved the glove from the pocket of Seth's pants, telling Mendigo to leave the glove with them. She handed it to Seth. He draped it over his shoulder and started walking. It looked cumbersome. Is it too big? Kendra asked.
I can handle it, Seth said. When we turn big we'll be glad we have it. Speaking of which, drink your potion and let's get going. I don't want to turn big and get crushed in the brownie hole.
Kendra unstopped a third vial and drank it. Seth was right, it made her tingle. It felt like her limbs were on pins and needles, as if they had fallen asleep and now feeling was returning most uncomfortably. As she shrank, the tingling304 sensation intensified. Whenever Seth knew her leg had beenasleep, he always tried to poke the tingly limb. It drove her crazy. This was much worse, stinging tingles starting at her fingertips and toes and racing through her whole body.
Before Kendra fully recognized what was happening, her shirt was all around her like a collapsed tent. She crawled to an opening through one of her sleeves. Close your eyes,
Seth, she called, noticing how high and squeaky her voice sounded.
They're closed, he said. I don't want nightmares.
Kendra found the other handkerchief, turning it into a makeshift toga. Okay, you can look.
You know, Seth said, if we turn big while we're in the dungeon we'll be trapped down there.
Kendra walked over to one of the empty vials lying on the ground. Grunting and shoving, she tipped it upright.