The Brownies And Prince Florimel Part 10

Then came in the greatest excitement all the fairies and Brownies, for these latter little people when Florimel left them had followed close upon his heels to aid him if need be, since, in spite of mystic power that had temporarily pa.s.sed with night, they were too brave to desert a comrade when danger threatened.

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The horror and fear of what they had just witnessed was too much for many of the fairies, and the kind-hearted Brownies had the interesting task of conveying some to places of safety, where they could receive proper treatment. In this work even the Chinaman willingly a.s.sisted.

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A group of curious sprites with much interest inspected several of the creature's tentacles, while Queen t.i.tania's overjoyed subjects crowded around Florimel with such profuse expressions of grat.i.tude that he was much embarra.s.sed.

"What did I tell you?" cried Violet, and "What did I tell you?" echoed Daffodil, while all with much timidity examined the green, mottled sh.e.l.l that lay in halves upon the ground. "That was the horrid thing we saw in the clock."

"Well, never mind now," said Queen t.i.tania, with a sigh of relief. "The monster will not trouble us again."

In spite of what the queen said, Florimel was not so sure that they would have no more trouble, since he had seen the wraith-like Red Spirit fly from the sh.e.l.l of the Human Octopus off into the air.

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Somewhere he feared this strange, evil being lurked to wreak further harm. Not wis.h.i.+ng to cause uneasiness to Queen t.i.tania, however, he said never a word.

Then Brownies and fairies mingled together in happy, joyous mood. But Florimel and t.i.tania withdrew from all the rest, and had eyes only for each other.

"I think I can guess how all this is going to end," said the Policeman to the Sailor, in a voice that showed great resentment.

"Avast, you lubber!" sharply reproved the Sailor. "Now what d'ye mean?"

"I mean that Florimel has fallen in love with the queen, and will marry her."

"How can he? Florimel is a Brownie, and Brownies never marry."

"But Florimel is not a real Brownie. He's only been taken into the band.

Just look at them now!"

The Sailor c.o.c.ked his eye to where Florimel was bending over t.i.tania, with his head very close to hers.

"s.h.i.+ver my timbers!" he cried. "They do look orange-blossomy!"

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Noting the impression Queen t.i.tania was making upon Prince Florimel, Dame Drusilda determined to exercise her arts upon the immaculate little Dude, with whom she was very much taken.

"I hear," she remarked to the Student, "that he is connected with the best families."

"Yes," he replied, rather enviously, "he sometimes is by telephone."

But as soon as she could do so she joined the group in which the Dude held forth vivaciously, and when opportunity presented itself contrived to say:

"Ah, sir, in your pretty ways you remind me of the gallants of old times!"

"You must be able to remember quite far back," he said, as he looked at her through his monocle.

"Forsooth, kind sir," she hastened to say, "I only speak through hearsay. What I know my great-grandmother told my grandmother, who told my mother, who in turn told me. As you can plainly see I am different from other fairies. They call me a beauty of the old school."

"Hasn't school been out a good many years?" he asked.

"I fail to comprehend you," she said, with a blush. "Mayhap you are not susceptible to beauty. Yet I have heard it often remarked that a beautiful woman can make the strongest man go down on his knees."

The Dude gave his cuffs an admiring glance.

"So can a collar-b.u.t.ton!" he said.

The day pa.s.sed in sports and merry-making, followed by other days in which the Brownies remained in close proximity to the palace. During all this time Florimel and t.i.tania were much together, and their attachment for each other was remarked by all.

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The Brownies, growing uneasy over the thought that they might lose their new companion to whom they had become so friendly, were eager to move on in quest of fresh scenes and adventures.

King Stanislaus, with the belief that this might be a pa.s.sing fancy on the part of Florimel, humored his wishes, and ordered the band to remain. When he reached the definite conclusion that it was not, he said:

"My son, we have been here now quite a long time. Do you not think we had better seek some other place where we can do good?"

Florimel's face showed his disappointment.

"No matter where one may be," he said, "there are always plenty of opportunities to do good. Why not continue here, where we are all so happy?"

"I hope to make t.i.tania my wife," said Florimel simply.

"And where you are happiest of all," said His Majesty, with a knowing wink. "Ah, Florimel, my boy, your whole life-story, like nearly every other man's, may be summed up in just these three words: hatched, matched, dispatched! Tell me how far matters have gone."

He looked anxiously at King Stanislaus's face, as though he feared to see displeasure written there, but the genial, encouraging smile upon the royal countenance caused him to take heart.

"I shall be sorry to lose a son," said the kindly monarch, "but I shall be rejoiced to gain a daughter. Frankly it has always been my great desire to have an alliance of the Brownies and fairies, for together we can do more good than if we worked alone. But until you came I never knew how this could be effected, for Brownies can never marry."

"Much pleased am I by those words, Your Majesty," said Florimel. "I do not deny that I wish to be with t.i.tania, for my feelings as far as she is concerned are too plain to be disguised. Still it is not alone the joy of being near her that causes me to wish this, but the thought that harm may come to her at any time, in which case I might be able to be of service to her."

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King Stanislaus seemed very much surprised.

"Harm!" he repeated. "What harm can befall her?"

"You forget the great danger she was in from the Human Octopus,"

reminded Florimel.

"But the Human Octopus is no more," said the king. "There is nothing to fear on that score, drop him from memory."

"Still Dragonfel the enchanter has made his threats," said Florimel.

"They may be wild, foolish threats, yet they cause me great uneasiness.

I fear for the queen because of him."