Fantasy fiction; Oz (Imaginary place) -- Juvenile fiction
Seizing Jinnicky by both arms, Bloff tried to shake him out of the jug.
Nina, enraged at such barbarous treatment of the only one who had ever
been kind to her, proved an unexpected ally. Flying at the fisherman,
she began to scratch and claw his face and hands so successfully
Bloff had to drop Jinnicky to grab the cat. The force of the drop
sent the Red Jinn rolling over and over, dislodging a small silver
bell from a hidden pocket in his sleeve. As the bell fell tinkling
to the flagstones, Jinnicky gave a bounce of relief. His magic dinner
bell, and up his sleeve all the time! How had he ever forgotten it?
Oh, now--now--if Ginger had not been destroyed by Gludwig, and just
answered the bell, everything would be different. And Ginger DID answer
the bell, and everything WAS different! My, yes. So different, Bloff
threw the cat at Jinnicky and simply raced for the door. No wonder,
in his small nine-sided shack were now an elephant carrying a silvery
Princess in his trunk, a black boy in a tall turban and a white boy in
a sparkling crown. With one more terrified glance, Bloff took to his
heels and never stopped running till he was waist high in the Nonestic
Ocean.
CHAPTER 16
All Together at Last
"KABUMPO! Kabumpo! Randy! Oh, my mercy me!" Rolling to his feet,
Jinnicky tottered over to the hearth and, encountering Ginger half-way
there, clasped his faithful Bell Boy to his shiny glass bosom. "As soon
as that bell rang I knew everything was going to be better," he puffed.
"And I rather expected Ginger, but YOU! Why, my dear old Gaboscis,
fancy meeting YOU here!"
"But I don't fancy it at all," grunted Kabumpo, placing the sleeping
Princess gently down on the fisherman's bench and glancing disgustedly
round the mean little hut. "How in Ev did you ever happen to be in
such a place, how did you get here and where in Oz are we, anyway?"
"Oh, Jinnicky, are you really all right?" Grasping the little Wizard by
both arms, Randy examined him carefully from top to toe. "Kabumpo and I
came to see you, and instead of you, there was Gludwig in your castle.
He told us you were at the bottom of the sea, and after first trying to
destroy us with his army, he flung us into the castle basement. There
we found Ginger sealed up in a big drum and we let him out, and after
awhile, in a way I cannot figure out at all, we find ourselves here.
How did it happen?"
"Why, Ginger brought you, of course." Releasing the little black boy
from his tight embrace, Jinnicky planted a huge kiss on his ebony
forehead, and with a flashing grin the slave of the bell vanished into
space. "Don't worry! He's always going, but he'll come back any time
I ring the bell. You must all have been touching Ginger when the bell
rang, so naturally when Ginger answered the bell he brought you right
along."
"Nothing natural about it," fumed Kabumpo, drawing his trunk wearily
across his forehead.
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