But they had lost so much time trying to capture the ring that contained the Princess that the hour of noon was about to strike.
"Courage—courage!" cried Long. His immense strides carried him over hills and ravines, vast plains and dense forests. In a minute they will be at the castle. Forward! Quick! Fast and still faster.
"We are lost!" exclaimed Keen Eyes.
"No!" cried Long, "we are here!" He made a supreme effort, and, at one stride, reached the castle. As he came to the door, he saw the Magician about to enter.
"Let me pass!" demanded Keen Eyes.
"After me, if you please," said Magor.
"Infamous Sorcerer!" exclaimed Keen Eyes, "I must enter!"
"After me, I said," responded Magor.
But while they were disputing Long threw the enchanted ring through the window, and when the King of the Magicians entered the hall, the Princess of Golconda, more beautiful than ever, received him.