Fantasy fiction; Oz (Imaginary place) -- Juvenile fiction
"Oh, you did it! You really did it!" he cried, embracing Jinnicky all
over again. "How can I ever thank you enough?"
"Where am I?" murmured the clear silvery voice that Kabumpo and Randy
knew so well. "Oh, what a netiful, netiful castle. Randy! Randy! And
there you are, Big Bumpo, and Thun! But how did we come out of that
debasement?"
Without bothering to answer, Randy seized Planetty's hands and looked
and looked at her as if he were never going to stop.
"You're the same, and yet different," he mused, scarcely able to
believe what he saw. "And Thun is the same, yet different, too."
"I am Thun the Thunder Colt, now, then, and always!" announced Thun,
and gave a frightened jump, for he had actually spoken the words at the
same time they went spiraling up into a sparkling sentence over his
head. "Oh, Princess, Princess!" he whinnied joyously. "Do you hear? Do
you see? I can talk, I can hear, I can see and hear myself talking!"
At each word Thun gave an ecstatic bound and then began racing madly
round and round the throne room, in and out between the red pillars,
leaping over chairs and tables in a positively hair-raising fashion.
"Oh, my! Oh, my mercy me!" faltered Jinnicky, and scooping up the
Nonagon Cat, he jumped up on a red tabouret. "Stop him, somebody! Stop
him!"
"Whoa, there! Come back here, Thun, come back; we want to look at you!"
Running after the Thunder Colt, Randy caught him by his plumy tail and
hung on till he actually did stop.
"And he doesn't make a sound when he gallops--not a sound," marveled
Jinnicky, edging nervously over to his throne and taking a seat beside
Planetty.
"A sound but soundless steed! Har, har, har! And do not mind his
breath, Randy, it cannot burn you now; it's cold fire and will not
singe a thing!"
"But how did you do it?" demanded Kabumpo, touching Planetty lightly
with his trunk.
"Oh, partly by my red incense, partly by my red reanimating rays, and
partly by an old incantation against entrancery," explained Jinnicky,
as Randy brought Thun back and handed him over to Planetty. "Do you
feel all right now, my dear, and as beautiful as you look?"
"Oh, yes! Oh, very yes!" answered Planetty, smiling shyly round at the
Red Jinn. "And you, I know it now, you must be the Wizard so wonderful
of Ev?"
"Wonderful! Wonderful? Well, I should say hay hurray!" Randy threw his
crown up in the air and caught it. "Wonderful enough to save himself
and us too. Oh, SO many things have happened, Planetty, since you and
Thun turned to cold metal in that awful cellar!"
"I must make a note," muttered Jinnicky, patting Thun rather cautiously
on the neck. "I must make a note to clean and cheer up that cellar. My!
mercy! me! I haven't been down there for years!"
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