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This was a very terrifying company in which the children found themselves, and in spite of the comforting presence of the friendly Knight-mare, they felt very doubtful of their present safety, not to speak of what might be done to them when once they were in the clutches of that dreadful "Boss", whom even the Bad Dreams seemed to be afraid of.
Big Chief Thunder-snorer take two fine scalp ha! ha!" There was a confused sound of struggling and voices arguing, and in another moment Ann was relieved of her burden which, with a mighty moo, got up and joined the others. Ann sat up and clung to Rudolf, while the Knight-mare who was standing close beside her, laid a protecting hand upon her shoulder.
He'll go to sleep and dream Bad Dreams forever and a day which won't be pleasant, I assure you." Ann and Rudolf had not waited for the Knight-mare to finish his speech. They rushed on Peter, just as he had helped himself to an enormous slice of mince pie, and while Ann threw her arms about his neck, Rudolf snatched the tempting morsel out of his hand and cast it in the fire.
If there was anybody big enough and brave enough, now, to " He interrupted his speech to stoop down and snatch up something from the grass. It was Rudolf's sword which he had dropped from his hand in his weariness after his battle with the Fidgets. "What's this?" the Knight-mare cried. "Hurrah, a sword!" "My sword," said Rudolf, stretching out his hand for it.
It was decided that the Cow should go first, to clear a way through the forest by her simple method of trampling down everything before her. The Indian walked next, stepping softly and silently on his moccasined feet, and turning now and then to make a horrid face at the children who followed behind him, one on either side of the Knight-mare.
The Knight-mare stepped forward and put himself between the children and the Bad Dreams. "Look here, you fellows," he said quietly, "you may as well stop this nonsense first as last. You haven't got any business here, and well you know it. If the Boss finds you've been disposing of any prisoners without his permission well you know what'll happen!"
"Now, come, come," continued the Knight-mare soothingly, "it's not so bad as that. You all get plenty of fun, but you mustn't mix it up with business. We're in a row now, every one of us, for being out of bounds. Better move along and have it over, that's my advice." The Policeman looked more cheerful. "That's it," cried he. "Move on!"
Its flames were a strange bluish color, and as they shot up into the darkness which was almost complete under the shade of that great tree, the children could plainly see strange figures showing black against the light, leaping and dancing around the fire. "The party's begun, but not the Banquet," whispered the Knight-mare. "You can come a little closer, but you mustn't interrupt till it's over."
"And then," continued the creature, sobbing, "I'm so divided in my feelings. If I were only all Knight, now, or even all Mare, I'd be thankful, but a Knight-mare is an unsatisfactory sort of thing to be." "A Knight-mare Oh, how dreadful!" cried Ann, drawing away from him. "Is that what you are?" "There! You see how it is!" exclaimed the Knight-mare, tossing his long black mane.
If you'll lead us to him and help us all you can, why why I won't promise but I'll see what I can do for you." The Knight-mare gave a loud triumphant neigh. "Ods-bodikins and bran mash!" he cried. "You're worth rescuing for nothing, the whole lot of you! But" he added mournfully "I ought to warn you to keep away from that crowd they're a bad lot. You'd do better to cut along home."
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