“It was in the year 339,700 that I talked to the Queer Horse and the Strange Man put me in the jar! Oh dear! I have been in that jar for eighty years!”
“There’s one consolation,” said Gran’pa, gallantly, “you do not look it!”
“I know it!” the Beautiful Girl replied, “We never change much here. I did not tell you before, you see, that I am Princess Nidia of Nite, and that there has been no one to rule the City of Nite in all this time!”
“Oh, yes, there has!” Gran’ma cried. “For the Faun Boys told us there was an old Witch who ruled things in the City of Nite!”
“Then I am lost!” the Beautiful Girl cried. “For she will never let me have my throne back again!”
“We will take it away from her!” said Johnny. “It belongs to you and we will help you get it back! And we shall call you The Princess from now on!”
“I hope you can get my throne back,” the Princess said, as Gran’ma wiped the tears from her eyes. “I cannot imagine who this Witch can be!”
“It was in the year 339,700 that I talked to the Queer Horse and the Strange Man put me in the jar!” (page [72])
“The Faun Boys told us that the Witch was an enemy of old Jingles, the wicked Magician,” said Janey, “so perhaps the Witch has just been holding your throne for you until you return!”