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A piece of her torn mantle and one of her shoes were found in the wood in the mouths of two lionesses' cubs whom KING PADELLA and a royal hunting party shot for he was King now, and reigned over Crim Tartary. "So the poor little Princess is done for," said he; "well, what's done can't be helped. Gentlemen, let us go to luncheon!" And one of the courtiers took up the shoe and put it in his pocket.

"If," says he to Giglio, "you ride a fairy horse, and wear fairy armor, what on earth is the use of my hitting you? I may as well give myself up a prisoner at once. Your Majesty won't, I suppose, be so mean as to strike a poor fellow who can't strike again?" The justice of Padella's remark struck the magnanimous Giglio. "Do you yield yourself a prisoner, Padella?" says he.

Stand, tyrant, coward, ruffian, royal wretch, till I cut thy ugly head from thy usurping shoulders! And, with his fairy sword, which elongated itself at will, His Majesty kept poking and prodding Padella in the back, until that wicked monarch roared with anguish.

And the toads in the dungeon came and kissed her feet, and the vipers wound round her neck and arms, and never hurt her, so charming was this poor Princess in the midst of her misfortunes. At last, after she had been kept in this place EVER SO LONG, the door of the dungeon opened, and the terrible KING PADELLA came in.

"Of course I do," says Padella. "Do you acknowledge Rosalba as your rightful Queen, and give up the crown and all your treasures to your rightful mistress?" "If I must, I must," says Padella, who was naturally very sulky. By this time King Giglio's aides-de-camp had come up, whom his Majesty ordered to bind the prisoner.

Deign to be mine, and I swear to bring to your bridal table the head of King Padella, the eyes and nose of his son Prince Bulbo, the right hand and ears of the usurping Sovereign of Paflagonia, which country shall thenceforth be an appanage to your to OUR Crown! Say yes; Hogginarmo is not accustomed to be denied.

That is the order of the Pumpkin glittering on his manly breast, and received by His Royal Highness from his august father, His Majesty King PADELLA I., for his gallantry at the battle of Rimbombamento, when he slew with his own princely hand the King of Ograria and two hundred and eleven giants of the two hundred and eighteen who formed the King's bodyguard.

'Get a horse-van! he said to his grooms, 'clap the hussy into it, and send her, with my compliments, to His Majesty King Padella. Along with his lovely prisoner, Hogginarmo sent a letter full of servile compliments and loathsome flatteries to King Padella, for whose life, and that of his royal family, the HYPOCRITICAL HUMBUG pretended to offer the most fulsome prayers.

'And didst thou see her flung into the oil? and didn't the soothing oil the emollient oil, refuse to boil, good Hedzoff and to spoil the fairest lady ever eyes did look on? 'Faith, good my liege, I had no heart to look and see a beauteous lady boiling down; I took your royal message to Padella, and bore his back to you. I told him you would hold Prince Bulbo answerable.

"His father, King Padella. . . ." "His father, King WHO?" says the King. "King Padella is not Giglio's father. My brother, King Savio, was Giglio's father." "It's Prince Bulbo they are hanging, Sire, not Prince Giglio," says the Prime Minister. "You told me to hang the Prince, and I took the ugly one," says Hedzoff.