Fantasy fiction; Oz (Imaginary place) -- Juvenile fiction
"Even if I cannot bring them back to life and activity, they are a
handsome addition to any castle," puffed Jinnicky, sinking down at last
on one of his red lacquer sofas and fanning himself rapidly with his
lid. "Oh, my mercy me! Don't look at me that way, my boy! Of course
I'll do my best and double best. But suppose my best is not good
enough?"
"Oh, it will be," declared Kabumpo, giving the Red Jinn a little pat
on the back with his trunk. "I'll bet on your red magic any day in the
year. Look at the way that elixir saved Randy from the magic staff.
Where is Planetty's staff, by the way--sort of dangerous to leave it
about!"
"It's locked up safely in my iron cabinet," said Jinnicky, closing one
eye. "So you really think I'm good, old Gaboscis--better even than the
Wizard of Oz, eh?"
"Oh, much," asserted the Elegant Elephant, wagging his head positively.
"All right, then, leave me--leave me," begged the Red Jinn, fairly
pushing them out of the throne room. "I've ordered all my magic
brought to me here, and here I'll stay till this pretty little
Princess and her charger come out of this metal trance. My, mercy me!
Trance--entrance--entrancing. Oh, har, har, har! I've an idea there, my
boys!" Bouncing off the sofa, Jinnicky skipped over to the Princess of
Anuther Planet.
"Oh, Kabumpo! Do you think he really has?" whispered Randy, as he and
the Elegant Elephant hurried through the door of the throne room and
closed it softly behind them.
CHAPTER 19
Red Magic
The hours Randy and Kabumpo spent waiting for Jinnicky to summon them
to his throne room were the longest and most anxious they had ever
endured.
"Even if he does restore them," groaned Randy, pacing feverishly up and
down one of the garden paths, "he'll have to send them straight back
to Anuther Planet." Rumpling up his hair, he looked wildly back at the
Elegant Elephant, who was just behind him. "And if they go," declared
the young King in a desperate voice, "I warn you, Kabumpo, I shall
jump on Thun's back and go with them."
"What? And leave ME?" gasped the Elegant Elephant, putting back his
ears, "and your Kingdom and friends and all your responsibilities?
No, no, Randy, this won't do. Besides, you'd probably perish in that
outlandish metal wilderness with nothing to eat and no place to rest
your head. You can't do it, my boy, and furthermore, I won't let you."
Snatching Randy up in his trunk, he held him as tightly as if he were
already running away instead of threatening to do so. In the course of
this bitter argument and as the young monarch began pummeling Kabumpo
futilely with his fists, they were both lifted bodily into the air and
set swiftly down in the Red Throne Room.
"The Master has good news for you," explained Ginger. "LOOK!" With his
flashing white grin the little bell boy pointed to the throne itself
and then, as was his wont, inexplicably vanished. What he saw made
Randy rush forward and fling both arms round the Red Jinn's neck.
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