James likewise goes to bed, and in the morning she investigates her new writing desk and finds coloured inks and compasses and protractors and variously elaborate royal seals and pens and pencils and inkwells and all manner of paper and envelopes and scroll cases and—this is a good writing desk. Even though after she has been pestering it for half an hour she finds that some of the things she asked for first have disappeared while she wasn't looking. Maybe it can only provide so much stuff at once.

Although it obviously should politely refrain from disappearing any paper that has been written on, she tests this case immediately and finds that all writing done at the desk does indeed persist, whether left with it or taken away. It will even tolerate having its utensils briefly borrowed, but any pens and so forth taken as far away as the next room will return to the desk the moment they are left unattended. Still, even with its limitations it is a very good writing desk.