"My!" ejaculated Jimmieboy, as he glanced upward and saw a huge rent in the ceiling, through which, gradually rising and getting smaller and smaller the further he rose, was to be seen the unfortunate Fortyforefoot. "Did he go through there?" "Yes," replied Bludgeonhead. "I simply picked him up and tossed him over my head. He'll never come back. I shall turn myself into Fortyforefoot and settle down here forever, only instead of being a bad giant I shall be a good one--but hallo! Who is this?" The major had crawled out of the ice-chest and was now trying to appear calm, although his terrible fright still left him trembling so that he could hardly speak. "It is Major Blueface," said Jimmieboy, with a smile. "Oh!" cried Bludgeonhead. "He was Fortyforefoot's other prisoner." "N--nun--not at--t--at--at all," stammered the major. "I def--fuf--feated him in sus--single combat." "But what are you trembling so for now?" demanded Bludgeonhead. "I--I am--m not tut--trembling," retorted the major. "I--I am o--only sh--shivering with--th--the--c--c--c--cold. I--I--I've bub--been in th--that i--i--i--ice bu--box sus--so long." Jimmieboy and Bludgeonhead roared with laughter at this. Then giving the major a warm coat to put on they sent him up stairs to lie down and recover his nerves. After the major had been attended to, Bludgeonhead changed himself back into the sprite again, and he and Jimmieboy sauntered in and out among the gardens for an hour or more and were about returning to the castle for supper when they heard sounds of music. There was evidently a brass band coming up the road. In an instant they hid themselves behind a tree, from which place of concealment they were delighted two or three minutes later to perceive that the band was none other than that of the "Jimmieboy Guards," and that behind it, in splendid military form, appeared Colonel Zinc followed by the tin soldiers themselves. "Hurrah!" cried Jimmieboy, throwing his cap into the air. "Ditto!" roared the sprite. "The same!" shrieked the colonel, waving his sword with delight, and commanding his regiment to halt, as he caught sight of Jimmieboy. [Illustration: BLUDGEONHEAD COMES TO THE RESCUE. PAGE 187.] [Blank Page] "Us likewise!" cheered the soldiers: following which came a trembling voice from one of the castle windows which said: "I also wish to add my cheer Upon this happy day; And if you'll kindly come up here You'll hear me cry 'Hooray.'" "It's Major Blueface's voice!" cried the colonel. "Is the major ill?" "No," said the sprite, motioning to Jimmieboy not to betray the major. "Only a little worn-out by the fight we have had with Fortyforefoot." "With Fortyforefoot?" echoed the colonel. "Yes," said the sprite, modestly. "We three have got rid of him at last." "Then the victory is won!" cried the colonel. "Do you know who Fortyforefoot really was?" "No; who?" asked Jimmieboy, his curiosity aroused.