“Tell us! Tell us!” cried the two boys.
“No,” said Solario, “it is much too late, and I must now, if you will permit me, bid you good night.”
THE THIRD NIGHT
THE SON OF THE TAILOR OF OOGH
THE King was engaged with the Master of the Wardrobe in a game of chess in the throne room, and the Princess Dorobel (the King’s daughter) and her husband Prince Bilbo were looking on.
In the next room the Queen was at dominoes with the Second Lady in Waiting, and Prince Bojohn (her grandson) and his friend Bodkin came and stood behind their chairs.
“Grandmother,” said Bojohn, “wouldn’t you like to hear a story?”
“Not now, my dear,” said the Queen, and she put down a double five, smiling at the Lady in Waiting.