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As for Toko, he had held his face averted meanwhile, lest he should behold the great god, and be scorched to a cinder; but in answer to Felix's mute inquiry he murmured low: "Was Tu-Kila-Kila there? Were all things right? Was he on guard at his post by the tree already?" "Yes," Felix replied, with that weird sense of mystery creeping over him now more profoundly than ever.
Consequently, there are hardly more than thirty cattle left in a tract of country capable, in its present state, of sustaining a thousand. King Glass is an old man, much inclined to drink, yet more regular than any of his subjects in attendance at church. Toko, a headman, is very shrewd and intelligent, and highly spoken of by Mr. Wilson, in reference to his moral qualities.
The man-a-oui-oui has sent me for us to come. She must make great haste. He wants us immediately." With a word and a sign to Toko, Ula glided away stealthily, with the cat-like tread of the native Polynesian woman, back to her hated husband. Felix went out to the door and heliographed with his bright metal plate, turned on the Frenchman's hill, "What is it?"
"They say, 'It is good for the Queen of the Clouds to weep," Toko said, with frank bluntness; "'but not too much for fear the rain should wash away all our yam and taro plants." By this time the little bride had roused herself from her stupor, and, smiling away as if nothing had happened, said a few words in a very low voice to Felix's Shadow.
Without more ado, he told them of his amazing fall down the beanstalk; of his adventures on Silver Island; of his sons and grandsons and the Gheewizard's elixir which would turn him from a lively Scarecrow into an old, old Emperor. All that I have told you, he told Dorothy, up to the very point where his eldest son had bound him to the bean pole and tied up poor, faithful Happy Toko.
Once, and once only, she glanced at Toko with a mute sign of triumph; then she fixed her big eyes on Felix in tremulous anxiety; for to her as to him, life and death now hung absolutely on the issue of his enterprise. A little farther back the King of Fire and the King of Water, in full sacrificial robes, stood smiling sardonically.
"I think he must be talking Turkey," droned the Comfortable Camel, "or donkey! I knew a donkey once, a very uncomfortable party, I " "I doubt it's donkey," put in the Dromedary importantly, but no one paid any attention to the two beasts. For Happy Toko had at last dragged himself out of the fountain and set fifteen lanterns glowing.
"They fancy so, and are therefore right to try and get rid of the storm, and drive away what they believe would do them harm." I told Toko that the powerful Being who rules the heavens would not be influenced by such folly, though he would be ready to hear the prayers of the smallest child. He seemed to take the matter far more lightly than I should have expected.
The brute, pretty well tired out, went with perfect quietness, and submitted to be tethered with a strong rope and hobbles round its legs, so that there was no chance of its breaking away. "I'll tame him!" cried Harry. "Tell them, Toko, no one must on any account bring him food I alone will give it him." By this time the natives, who had killed half-a-dozen quaggas, had come close to us.
They all looked triumphantly at the Imperial Punster, but Happy Toko, snatching off the royal hat, burst into tears. "Don't leave me behind, amiable Master!" he sobbed disconsolately. "Oh, how I shall miss you!" "But don't you see," coaxed Dorothy, "the Scarecrow needs you here more than anyplace, and think of all the fine clothes you will have and how rich you will be!"
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