Chapter Two
"Her Highness," puffed the Prime Pumper, who had run all the way, "Her Highness accepts Prince Pompadore with pleasure and will marry him to-morrow morning."
Prince Pompadore gave a dismal groan.
"Fine!" cried the King, rubbing his hands together. "Let everything be made ready for the ceremony, and in the meantime"—Pompus glared about fiercely—"I forbid anyone's disappearing. I am still the King! Set a guard around the castle, Pumper, to watch for any signs of disappearance, and if so much as a fence paling disappears"—he drew himself up—"notify me at once!" Then turning to the throne Pompus gave his arm to Queen Pozy and together they started for the garden.
"Do you mean to say you are going to pay no attention to the mirror or door knob?" cried Kabumpo, planting himself in the King's path.
"Go away," said Pompus crossly.
"Oyez! Oyez! Way for their Majesties!" cried the Prime Pumper, running ahead with his silver staff, and the royal couple swept out of the banquet hail.
"Never mind, Kabumpo," said the Prince, flinging his arm affectionately around the Elegant Elephant's trunk, "I dare say Faleero has her good points—and
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