"I'll be the judge of that," said the King. "Prisoners are always guilty. However, you'll have a fair trial; I'll be the judge myself. What have you to say for yourselves?" "We were seeking your assistance against Grater," said Hortense. "That is why we came to you." The King shuddered, and all the Little People standing near by turned pale. "He is never to be mentioned in my presence," said the King. "The penalty is ten years' imprisonment. Besides, how can you know so much about--him--unless you are his servants? It stands to reason that you are not telling the truth." "Oh dear!" said Hortense. "How unfair you are!" "It's a first principle of law that what a prisoner says is untrue," said the King. "I always go on that principle, and that is why I am always right." "And you'd rather be right than be King, of course," said Lowboy. "Silence!" roared the King. "Who dares speak so to me?" The guard thrust Lowboy forward so that the King could see him better. "A low fellow," said the King. "But always in high spirits," said Lowboy. "I am the only one here who is allowed to make jokes," said the King. "It must be great to be a king," said Lowboy. "It is," said the King. "Take this fellow and set him to weeding the royal strawberry beds for ten years. And you," he said, turning to Highboy, "stole my raspberries. Since you like them so well, you may pick them for ten years. Away with them! As for you two," pointing to Andy and Hortense-- Here the Queen interrupted. "They look like a nice little boy and girl," said she. "Keep them until morning and then look further into the matter. Perhaps they are speaking the truth. I'm sure they are." And she smiled upon them. The King walked up and down for a moment, without speaking. "Very well. Be it as you wish," he agreed at last. "It is the Queen's privilege to command clemency." "She should have some privilege if she has to laugh at the royal jokes," said Lowboy. "Fifteen years!" roared the King. "I told you to put that fellow to work." The guards hurried Lowboy and Highboy away, and Andy and Hortense were left alone. "These two may be imprisoned in the pine tree," said the King, "until morning. Then I'll decide what further to do with them." Six of the little soldiers took Andy and Hortense by the arm and led them to the foot of a big pine tree. Taking a key from his pocket, the officer in command unlocked a little door in the trunk of the tree, Hortense and Andy entered their prison, and he closed and locked the door after them. It was very dark, but as their eyes became accustomed to it, Andy and Hortense could see a little. The hollow trunk made a round room, which was carpeted with pine needles for a bed. There was nothing else whatsoever. Above them the room reached high into the trunk, and at the very top they could see a little patch of light. "It's probably a knot hole," said Andy, "and if we could climb so high, we might crawl through and get outside."