"Yes."
The laugh was even gayer. It seemed to be a capital joke to know Nicholas.
"Where is he?"
The figure turned and pointed, and then: "Come. I show you."
This was a more highly educated person than Nicholas, thought the visitor, remarking the use of the nominative scorned of the Prince.
They walked on to the biggest of the underground dwellings.
"Is this where the King hangs out? Nicholas' father lives here?"
"No. This is the Kazhga."
"Oh, the Kachime. Ain't you comin' in?"
"Oh no."