Jack Vettriano The Model and the Drifter

Jack Vettriano The Model and the DrifterJack Vettriano The Missing ManJack Vettriano The Missing Man I
There was a general stampede. The walls of the cottage lost their splendour. All ran hither and thither, to return to their proper shape: Fire could not find his chimney; Water ran about looking for her tap; Sugar stood moaning in front of his torn wrapper; and Bread, the biggest of the loaves, was unable to squeeze into his pan, in which the other loaves had jumped higgledy-piggledy, taking up all the room. As for the Dog: he had grown too large for the the Dog, who was delighted at remaining human as long as possible and who had already taken his stand next to Light, so as to be sure of going in front of his little master and mistress.
At that moment, there came a knocking even more dreadful than before. hole in his kennel; and the Cat also could not get into her basket. The Hours alone, who were accustomed always to run faster than Man wished, had slipped back into the clock without delay. Light stood motionless and unruffled, vainly setting an example of calmness to the others, who were all weeping and wailing around the Fairy: "What is going to happen?' they asked. "Is there any danger?" "Well," said the Fairy, "I am bound to tell you the truth: all those who accompany the two Children will die at the end of the journey." They began to cry like anything, all except