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Updated: June 14, 2025
"Highboy and Lowboy are in the cooky jar," said the Clock, not waiting to be asked. "Make haste!" It was not easy to free them. The jar was far taller than Andy and Hortense, and as smooth and slippery as ice.
The moon shone full and bright upon them, and every one was so thrilled with its brightness that he felt like singing. Lowboy did break into a song, but Hortense silenced him at once for fear of frightening the Little People. Over the tree tops they came and down towards the rock.
Be it as you wish," he agreed at last. "It is the Queen's privilege to command clemency." "She should have some privilege if she has to laugh at the royal jokes," said Lowboy. "Fifteen years!" roared the King. "I told you to put that fellow to work." The guards hurried Lowboy and Highboy away, and Andy and Hortense were left alone.
"It's a first principle of law that what a prisoner says is untrue," said the King. "I always go on that principle, and that is why I am always right." "And you'd rather be right than be King, of course," said Lowboy. "Silence!" roared the King. "Who dares speak so to me?" The guard thrust Lowboy forward so that the King could see him better. "A low fellow," said the King.
She knew but little about antiques rugs and furniture but she was full of inherent love of the beautiful. The little secretary upon which she had written the order on the consulate was an exquisite lowboy of old mahogany of dull finish. On the floor were camel saddle-bays, Persian in pattern. On the panel over the lowboy was a small painting, a foot broad and a foot and a half long.
"We'll go through the little door again and find the Cat's house," Andy guessed. "We must take Highboy and Lowboy for company," said she, "but Alligator and the others won't do at all. How much is four times thirteen?" "Fifty-two," said Andy after a moment. "That's a great many cookies," said Hortense. "I do hope Aunt Esmerelda bakes this afternoon so there are sure to be enough.
In the kitchen they parted company, and as soon as Hortense was in bed she fell fast asleep and did not wake until the sun was high the next day. After breakfast Fergus came to pry open the drawers in the lowboy that had refused to budge the day before. "There's nothing the matter with them," said Fergus as they slid open at a touch. "They are just as usual."
"Was it a dream, Highboy?" she said suddenly, looking at him. "You may have dreamed," said Highboy irritably, "but I was so nervous I didn't sleep a wink." Saying no more, Hortense dressed rapidly and went down to breakfast. "Highboy, and Lowboy, and Owl, and the Firedogs come out at night." When Grandmother asked at breakfast if she had slept well, Hortense replied truthfully that she had.
"But always in high spirits," said Lowboy. "I am the only one here who is allowed to make jokes," said the King. "It must be great to be a king," said Lowboy. "It is," said the King. "Take this fellow and set him to weeding the royal strawberry beds for ten years. And you," he said, turning to Highboy, "stole my raspberries. Since you like them so well, you may pick them for ten years.
"What good does it do you to eat supper when you have to eat breakfast in the morning?" demanded Alligator. "It isn't the same thing," said Hortense. "It's meat and cake and milk at night, and oatmeal and toast in the morning," said Lowboy. "Not the same thing at all." "That isn't what I mean," said Hortense. "Well, say what you mean then," said Owl sharply.
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