“It was Johnny!” said Janey, generously, as the pretty lady kissed her. “It was Janey who suggested it!” said Johnny as he bashfully received Mrs. Tiptoe’s reward. The happy little Dancing Master told his wife all that had happened since the Princess and she had disappeared, and that now the Princess was safe at home. “At least, I hope she is,” he added. “She left us and flew off for the City of Nite in the Magic Umbrella. Now tell us of your strange adventure!” “There is not much to tell,” Mrs. Tiptoe said, as the happy party walked over the fields. “When you left me in the rooms of the Witch she was hiding behind a door all the time, and just as you left she pushed me into the Magic Umbrella and jumped in with me. We flew out of the window. “As you now know, it does not take the Magic Umbrella long to get where you wish it to go, or at least it did not take us long to get to where it settled to the ground. I could scarcely stand when we got there. The wicked creature struck me with her cane and said a strange rhyme, and I did not know a thing until I awakened with my head in Gran’ma’s lap.” “How does it come that you are here, too?” she asked of the Chief of Detectives. “I started to tell Gran’ma and Gran’pa up on the mountain a while ago,” he replied, “but I got off the subject. Now I will tell the story, strange as it may seem.” “Here comes the Magic Umbrella!” cried Gran’ma, as she pointed to a speck in the air. “It’s the Princess!” cried the Detective. “No, it isn’t, either,” he added as the Magic Umbrella drew closer. It proved to be the General of the Guard, and when he had embraced the Tiptoe Brothers and Mrs. Tiptoe he was introduced to the rest of the party. “The Princess is quite safe!” he exclaimed, as all started to ask after her, “and she has sent me to try and find you and bring you to the Castle.” [Illustration] [Illustration: Gran’ma, Janey and Mrs. Tiptoe rode in the Magic Umbrella and the men rode underneath. (page 131)] CHAPTER XI AGAIN WE MEET THE PRINCESS, THE PALACE AND THE MAGICIAN The General of the Guard took a knapsack from his back and spread a large piece of silk upon the ground. Then with heavy twine, he fastened the four corners of the silk to the Magic Umbrella. “Gran’ma, Janey and Mrs. Tiptoe, you ladies can ride in the Magic Umbrella and we men will ride underneath,” he directed. And when all had taken their places, the General of the Guard told Gran’ma to wish the Magic Umbrella to fly to the Princess’ Castle, and away they started. The City of Nite was built upon a beautiful island and in the center stood the wonderful Castle, its tall spires and towers rising high above all the other buildings. As they approached the Castle, the Magic Umbrella settled upon one of the broad terraces. The Princess came running out to meet them as the party climbed out of the Magic Umbrella.