Ivy and the Goblins by Katherine Coville

Author:Katherine Coville
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2019-03-12T04:00:00+00:00

Ivy and Mistress Peevish went outside and looked all over the garden, calling for Foof. Poof stood in front of Cedric’s enormous nest, as if he were guarding it, but Foof was nowhere in sight.

“Pardon me,” said Branwen when they came to look under the hazel trees. “But when will the new spot-removing potion be ready?”

“It’s ready now,” Ivy replied, “but Grandmother has hurt her ankle and can’t get out of bed. Maybe I could try it for you. Right now we’re looking for Foof, but I’ll come back again later.”

Ivy led Mistress Peevish down the path to the stream to see Balthazar. He was trying to nap. He lay under the weeping willow tree with one eye open, moaning softly.

“Balthazar, are you awake?” Ivy asked. Mistress Peevish stayed behind her, feeling not quite safe so near a dragon, even a smallish one.

“I’b dot asleep, if that’s what you bean. Who could sleep with all this doise?” the dragon complained. “By code is gettig worse!”

“I’m sorry the baby has been keeping you up. At least the noise is not as bad down here. I’ve come because we’re looking for Foof. Have you seen her?” Ivy asked, hoping that he had not.

“I haven’t seed her id quite a while. If she has ady sedse, she’s far away frob here!” declared the dragon.

“Yes, you’re probably right,” answered Ivy, making sure Mistress Peevish heard her. “She’s probably far away from here!”

Mistress Peevish insisted that they continue to search the garden anyway, so they went on looking and calling for Foof for a long time, but she never appeared. Finally, they returned to the cottage to see if the tea had cooled off. Burdock was shrieking louder than ever as he ran about the room, with the Honorable Mayor Peevish running after him. The mayor had lost his hat, and sweat ran down his brow as he gasped for breath. Ivy grabbed the little goblin as he whisked past and held him in her arms while Mistress Peevish poured the tea through a cloth, and filled a mug for Grandmother.

“Thank you most kindly,” Grandmother said, and she took a long sip. “This is the tastiest willow bark tea I’ve ever had.”

Mistress Peevish didn’t say, “You’re welcome.” She just poked her husband in the ribs and said, “Let’s go!”

“Yes, my darling,” said the mayor, still huffing and puffing, and the two turned to leave.

“Just remember,” cried Mistress Peevish on her way out the door, “that goblin’s got to go! And fast! The mayor said so! Didn’t you?” She poked him one more time.

“Yes, cupcake,” he replied, and then they were gone.

“Grandmother,” Ivy said, “we can’t just leave Burdock in the forest, can we?”

“Of course not,” answered Grandmother.

“Then we’ve got to find his parents, don’t we?”

“That seems like the only way,” said Grandmother.

“Please let me go flying with Cedric and look for them.”

“But suppose you find them? The book said you mustn’t approach them!”

“I’ll only try to find where they live. Then I’ll come home, and we can decide what to do next.

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