Her voice was so low that at first he could not make out what she said. Then he made it out. She was saying that she thought she could get well again if children believed in fairies.

"Do you believe?" he cried.

"If you believe," he shouted to them, "clap your hands; don't let Tink die."

Many clapped.

Если бы так и в самом деле можно было возвращать людей, совершивших поступок, лишивший их будущего...