“Yes,” said the king. “But next term he is to come to school in your good, safe country of England, and maybe he could go to your school, Jack and Mike?”
“Oh, good!” said the two boys, pleased. “We’ll look after him!”
“I’m sure you will!” said Paul’s father, clapping both boys on the back. “You’ve looked after him marvellously so far!”
“Well, what are we all going to do to-night?” said Dimmy. “I’d like to ask you all to stay with me, but Peep-Hole is too small! I could put Captain and Mrs. Arnold into my spare room, but there’s no other room, I’m afraid.”
“We shall go to the nearest town and stay at the hotel there,” said the king. “Paul must go with us, for I feel I cannot let him out of my sight! To-morrow we will come again, Miss Dimity. Thank you a thousand times for all you have done!”
The king and Prince Paul, and the four men in uniform said good-bye and went to their big car. It started up, and, with a terrific noise, shot up the lane.
“We’ve forgotten all about the hamper of food,” said Jack suddenly. “Let’s go and get it now, Mike. I feel as if I could eat my hat!”
“I’d like to see you!” said Mike. The two of them set off to the aeroplane. They climbed into the cock-pit and found a large hamper there. They carried it between them to Peep-Hole.
They all had a picnic in the garden - George too. How they enjoyed it! They told their stories again and again.
“Mr. Diaz, Mrs. Diaz, and Luiz all came to Peep-Hole in a furious rage the night you went to the secret island,” said Dimmy. “Luckily by the time they got here, George was back, so between the two of us we sent them off. They were quite sure that the prince was here with you.”