Then they sang a Comic Duet
"'But you've no stomach,' cried the Son of the Magician.
"'Put my head back on my neck,' suggested Djorak, 'then there will at least be a stomach beneath my head.'
"The Son of the Magician at once placed Djorak's head back in its proper place with one hand, while with the other he tipped the little bottle between its lips.
"The effect was immediate.
"Directly the liquor trickled down his throat Djorak felt himself as well as ever. He danced about with joy. He even played a game of leapfrog with the Son of the Magician, then they sang a comic duet, of which I cannot remember the words. The first lines went something like this:
Every one who has lost his head,
Must have had a jolly bad memory.
"But Djorak had a good memory, and so he had kept his head.
