s."

"No, indeed," replied Dorothy, "but I know all about you and I've come
to help you and King Rinkitink out of your troubles." Then she turned to
the Nome King and continued: "You ought to be ashamed of yourself, King
Kaliko, to treat an honest Prince and an honest King so badly."

"I haven't done anything to them," whined Kaliko, trembling as her eyes
flashed upon him.

"No; but you tried to, an' that's just as bad, if not worse," said
Dorothy, who was very indignant. "And now I want you to send for the
King and Queen of Pingaree and have them brought here _immejitly_!"

"I won't," said Kaliko.

"Yes, you will!" cried Dorothy, stamping her foot at him. "I won't have
those poor people made unhappy any longer, or separated from their
little boy. Why, it's _dreadful_, Kaliko, an' I'm su'prised at you. You
must be more wicked than I thought you were."

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"I can't do it, Dorothy," said the Nome King, almost weeping with
despair. "I promised King Gos I'd keep them captives. You wouldn't ask
me to break my promise, would you?"

"King Gos was a robber and an outlaw," she said, "and p'r'aps you don't
know that a storm at sea wrecked his boat, while he was going back to
Regos, and that he and Queen Cor were both drowned."

"Dear me!" exclaimed Kaliko. "Is that so?"

"I saw it in Glinda's Record Book," said Dorothy. "So now you trot out
the King and Queen of Pingaree as quick as you can."

"No," persisted the contrary Nome King, shaking his head, "I won't do
it. Ask me anything else and I'll try to please you, but I can't allow
these friendly enemies to triumph over me."

"In that case," said Dorothy, beginning to remove the cover from her
basket, "I'll show you some eggs."

"Eggs!" screamed the Nome King in horror. "Have you eggs in that
basket?"

"A dozen of 'em," replied Dorothy.

"Then keep them there--I beg--I implore you!--and I'll do anything you
say," pleaded Kaliko, his teeth chattering so that he could hardly
speak.

"Send for the King and Queen of Pingaree," said Dorothy.

"Go, Klik," commanded the Nome King, and Klik ran away in great haste,
for he was almost as much frightened as his master.

It was an affecting scene when the unfortunate King and Queen of
Pingaree entered the chamber and with sobs and tears of joy embraced
their brave and adventurous son. All the others stood silent until
greetings and kisses had been exchanged and Inga had told his parents in
a few words of