"Shall we overlook it?" asked the King, turning to squarely face the Queen.
Adora was staring in amazement at the clown, and being a very curious Queen she decided not to have the intruder slammed till she found out all about him. "We will overlook it for the present," she answered haughtily, waving the doormen back to their places.
The King smiled and chanted this couplet:
"She'll overlook it for the present;
Be seated, please, and both look pleasant!"
Bob sat down with a sigh of relief. What queer beings this King and Queen were! Everything was queer, but for some reason or other Bob rather enjoyed it. King Theodore was not nearly so fierce as Mustafa, and his singular habit of breaking into verse simply fascinated the little boy.
"This brings us to rule three," confided Notta in a hoarse whisper. "Joke and run, you know!"
"When is a door not a door?" asked the Queen, pointing her finger suddenly at the clown.
"When it's adorable, like your Majesty," replied Notta with a grin. "Or when it's a jar of door jam, like the one your Highness has just lost!"
Before Adora had recovered from her surprise, Notta pointed his finger at the King and shouted, "Why is a tomato like a book?"