“What did I tell you?” cried Violet, and “What did I tell you?” echoed Daffodil, while all with much timidity examined the green, mottled shell that lay in halves upon the ground. “That was the horrid thing we saw in the clock.”
“Well, never mind now,” said Queen Titania, with a sigh of relief. “The monster will not trouble us again.”
In spite of what the queen said, Florimel was not so sure that they would have no more trouble, since he had seen the wraith-like Red Spirit fly from the shell of the Human Octopus off into the air.
Somewhere he feared this strange, evil being lurked to wreak further harm. Not wishing to cause uneasiness to Queen Titania, however, he said never a word.
Then Brownies and fairies mingled together in happy, joyous mood. But Florimel and Titania withdrew from all the rest, and had eyes only for each other.
“I think I can guess how all this is going to end,” said the Policeman to the Sailor, in a voice that showed great resentment.
“Avast, you lubber!” sharply reproved the Sailor. “Now what d’ye mean?”
“I mean that Florimel has fallen in love with the queen, and will marry her.”
“How can he? Florimel is a Brownie, and Brownies never marry.”