"Oh, how sweet!" Cosette cries softly, though she manages to keep it an undertone. It's like something out of a fairytale.

In they go. Cosette expects to barely fit side by side into the tree, despite the squirrel's confident hospitality. Instead what she finds is a snug room, quite large enough for two people and a squirrel, and cheerily decorated despite the wooden walls. There's a table, covered with a lacy tablecloth, and cupboards, and even a little stove.

The squirrel bustles in, closing the door behind itself. It's a good deal taller suddenly -- more than waist high, now.