The little boy was lying in his bed and he didn't know whether he had been dreaming or had heard a story. The teapot was standing beside him on the table, but there was no elderbush growing out of it now, and the old man was just going out of the door, which he did.

"That was so beautiful!" said the little boy. "Mother, I have been in the warm countries!"

"Yes, I believe you have," said his mother. "If one drinks two full cups of hot elder tea, one usually gets into the warm countries!" Then she tucked the bedclothes carefully around him so that he wouldn't take cold. "You've had a nice nap while I was arguing with him as to whether that was a story or a fairy tale."

"And where is the Elder Tree Mother?" asked the boy.

"She's in the teapot," said the mother. "And there she can remain!"

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