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The Prince would have a hard time getting him!" The Princess still scratching the dragon behind his ears, just where he loved it most, asked softly: "Why?" "Urrh! Urrh! Urrh! Because the Old Woman will never give that horse away until a man comes along who is able to guard for three nights in succession the Old Woman's mare and foal. Any one who attempts this and fails she kills.
Then, close on the heels of this, all wires go flat, all wireless breaks down, all rails are interrupted, and and Hell's to pay!" Fair in Slade's face he shook his trembling first. "Urrh! You devilish, impotent faker! You four-flusher! You toy detective! You and your President, too, aren't worth the liquid oxygen to blow you to Hades!
So that night when the dragon came home the Princess allowed him to put his head in her lap and she scratched him softly behind the ears and petted him until he was purring like a giant cat. "Urrh! Urrh! Urrh!" purred the dragon. "How happy we are here, just you and I! What a foolish young man that Prince of yours is to think I'd let him carry you off! Urrh! Urrh! Urrh!"
But even if a man were to succeed he would never get the right horse for the old witch would palm off another on him. Urrh! Urrh! Urrh! Oh, that feels good, my dear!" "How would she do that?" the Princess asked. "Urrh! Urrh! Urrh!
"Yes," the Princess agreed, "he is foolish or he would never suppose his horse could outrace yours." "Urrh! Urrh!" the dragon purred. "You're right! He seems to think my horse is an ordinary horse. Why, I got my horse from the Old Woman of the Mountain and the only other horse in the world that can outstrip him is another horse that the Old Woman still has.
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