The couples were married as fast as the acting priest could rattle off the words of the ceremony, and sent away happy.
At length it came Prof. Easy’s turn, and with his face wreathed in smiles, he stepped up to the scratch with his blushing, young bride leaning upon his arm.
As soon as the knot was tied, they marched off to the little house that had been assigned to them.
Next came Martin Haypole, and then Lucky.
When these had been disposed of, there was but one couple left, and that was Leo and the queen.
A few had remained to see their ruler married, but the majority had gone away to their usual avocations.
As Leo and his fair companion stepped to the front, there was a disturbance at one end of the hall, and a figure rushed in.
Leo turned hastily around, and a cry of astonishment left his lips.
It was Azurma, the girl whom he thought dead, who had rushed in.
She stood in front of Queen Nalie with uplifted hands, but not a word escaped her lips.