“I’m sure it will,” said the steward.
“I know it will,” declared the purse-bearer.
“It cannot fail,” affirmed the executioner; “remember what it has already done for us!”
Then Fluff arrived with the cloak; and, after considering carefully how he would speak his wish, the lord high counselor drew the cloak over his shoulders and said solemnly:
“I wish that we shall be able to defeat our enemies, and drive them all from the kingdom of Noland.”
“THE LORD HIGH COUNSELOR DREW THE CLOAK OVER HIS SHOULDERS.”
“Didn’t you make two wishes instead of one?” asked the princess, anxiously.
“Never mind,” said the general; “if we defeat them it will be easy enough to drive them from our kingdom.”
The lord high counselor removed the cloak and carefully refolded it.