Thousands and thousands of tiny lights! They came on and on, until the whole glade was lit up as bright as day. Still there was not a soul to be seen! What was that? "Wuff! Wuff!"—and there was Alexander with—a green bow round his neck!
"What are you doing here?" cried George.
"I've come to your party, George," said Alexander, and standing on his hind legs he made a low bow. What next, I wonder?
George stared at him in astonishment.
"Ah, here are some old friends coming!" And Alexander bounded away as if he thought George understood what he meant. Some old friends?
A blast of trumpets, and lines of trumpeters marched two by two into the glade. They formed into two lines, and then down the middle there came the King and his Princess—now his Queen—wearing their royal robes and their crowns! They looked perfectly splendid! With them was Sir Tristram in full armour.
They walked up to George and shook hands with him. "Thank you so much for inviting us to your party," said the Queen, with a heavenly smile. "I haven't been to a party for ages and ages. I am so glad we are not late. What a sweet spot you have chosen for the entertainment."
The entertainment? What did she mean, or was it one of Alexander's jokes?