Part 25 (1/2)

”Stick your fingers in the holes to keep the water in,” he shouted through the trumpet.

Brownies either poked their fingers through the openings or held their hands against them to prevent the escape of water. The hose got away from those who were holding it, and the terrific stream drenched the Dude, Chinaman, and Indian who were directly in its path, sweeping them off their feet. In another moment the Brownies regained their mastery of it, and once more the water was directed full at the blazing lava.

Such efforts were bound to achieve results, and these King Stanislaus noted with great satisfaction.

”We're gaining on it!” he announced exultantly. ”Just keep it up, boys, and we'll soon have the fire out.”

Thus encouraged, higher and higher flew the Brownies on the handles of the engine, while others continued to play the hose upon the descending lava, which hissed, steamed, and bubbled as the water struck it.

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As the lava cooled off it formed a composition resembling asphalt, and upon this the Brownies could walk, unwinding as they did so more and more hose, and all the while getting nearer and nearer to the volcano.

Finally they were directing the stream down the crater's mouth, which gurgled, gasped, and then instead of flame began to emit smoldering smoke which grew less and less in volume.

”I guess that settles Mr. Volcano!” triumphantly cried King Stanislaus, as he wiped beads of perspiration from his royal brow.

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”It's a pity the palace was destroyed,” remarked the Student.

”It's Dragonfel's own fault,” said the king, ”and he has only himself to blame. I wouldn't have that man's mean disposition, no, not for all the jewels and mines he possesses.”

”Even if he has lost his palace,” said the Dude, ”he's got a fine new macadamized road to the volcano. With a jitney-bus he can make a lot of money from tourists.”

The fire was practically extinguished, and all danger from it had pa.s.sed. It was well that this was so, for the first rays of the sun were beginning to appear in the brightening east, and the mystic powers of the Brownies which come at night were fast being exhausted.

When the valiant fire-fighters at last had the volcano under control, Prince Florimel gazed anxiously around for Queen t.i.tania, Dame Drusilda, Violet, and Daffodil, but none of them was in sight.

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Neither could he observe Dragonfel nor any of his followers, for when they had become a.s.sured of safety these cravens had fled, leaving the Brownies to do all the work.

Florimel ran hither and thither, searching among the ruins for those he was so eager to find, and calling aloud their names, but there was no response to his cries, nor could he discover the slightest trace of them anywhere, which alarmed him greatly.

The Brownies were taking a much needed rest, but he got them all to join in the quest, and they hunted in every nook and corner thereabout without success.

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”This is indeed strange,” said King Stanislaus, very much puzzled. ”They were here just a little while ago, for I saw them myself. I didn't pay any particular attention to them at the time, for the volcano was keeping me pretty busy.”

”They have made their escape,” said Florimel, ”and have again carried off the queen and her companions. The question is, where have they gone?”

”I do not think they have gone far,” said the king, and his eye swept the harbor where the galleon was plainly visible. ”Perhaps they are on the s.h.i.+p, but I very much doubt it. It may be they are hiding somewhere near.”

Suddenly the Policeman who was still prowling stealthily around poked his club in a dark, out-of-the-way corner into something flabby which at once emitted a queer, cackling shriek so uncanny that everyone jumped back in fright.

The next moment he quickly reached in his arm and drew out by the ear the quaking, shaking Demon Usher who had no opportunity to practice his eccentric locomotion, but was obliged to crawl after his captor on his hands and knees.

The Policeman led him by the ear to King Stanislaus who eyed him sternly.