'Or they've grown bigger,' said Mr. Perrin; 'it's the same thing. You see it's like this. All the cities and things you ever built is in this country. I don't know how it's managed, no more'n what you do. But so it is. And as you made 'em, you've the right to come to them--if you can get there. And you have got there. It isn't every one has the luck, I'm told. Well, then, you made the cities, but you made 'em out of what other folks had made, things like bricks and chessmen and books and candlesticks and dominoes and brass basins and every sort of kind of thing. An' all the people who helped to make all them things you used to build with, they're all here too. D'you see? _Making's_ the thing. If it was no more than the lad that turned the handle of the grindstone to sharp the knife that carved a bit of a cabinet or what not, or a child that picked a teazle to finish a bit of the cloth that's glued on to the bottom of a chessman--they're all here. They're what's called the population of your cities.' 'I see. They've got small, like I have,' said Philip. 'Or the cities has got big,' said the carpenter; 'it comes to the same thing. I wish you wouldn't interrupt, Master Philip. You put me out.' 'I won't again,' said Philip. 'Only do tell me just one thing. How can you be here and at Amblehurst too?' 'We come here,' said the carpenter slowly, 'when we're asleep.' 'Oh!' said Philip, deeply disappointed; 'it's just a dream then?' 'Not it. We come here when we're too sound asleep to dream. You go through the dreams and come out on the other side where everything's real. That's _here_.' 'Go on,' said Philip. 'I dunno where I was. You do put me out so.' 'Pop you something or other,' said Philip. 'Population. Yes. Well, all those people as made the things you made the cities of, they live in the cities and they've made the insides to the houses.' 'What do they do?' 'Oh, they just live here. And they buy and sell and plant gardens and work and play like everybody does in other cities. And when they go to sleep they go slap through their dreams and into the other world, and work and play there, see? That's how it goes on. There's a lot more, but that's enough for one time. You get on with your gooseberries.' 'But they aren't all real people, are they? There's Mr. Noah?' 'Ah, those is aristocracy, the ones you put in when you built the cities. They're our old families. Very much respected. They're all very high up in the world. Came over with the Conker, as the saying is. There's the Noah family. They're the oldest of all, of course. And the dolls you've put in different times and the tin soldiers, and of course all the Noah's ark animals is alive except when you used them for building, and then they're statues.' 'But I don't see,' said Philip, 'I really don't see how all these cities that I built at different times can still be here, all together and all going on at once, when I know they've all been pulled down.'