The Missing Prince
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Farrow George Edward. The Missing Prince
CHAPTER I. – PIERROT AND THE MOON
CHAPTER II. – THE PARTY AT SAND CASTLE
CHAPTER III. – PROFESSOR CRAB
CHAPTER IV. – M.D. AND THE DOCTOR’S BILL
CHAPTER V. – THE COUNCILLORS OF ZUM
CHAPTER VI. – MRS. MARTHA MATILDA NIMPKY
CHAPTER VII. – A STRANGE PARLIAMENT
CHAPTER VIII. – OH AH, THE MAGICIAN
CHAPTER IX. – THE ELECTION
CHAPTER X. – “KINGS AND QUEENS GALORE.”
CHAPTER XI. – WHAT HAPPENED IN THE GRIM FOREST
CHAPTER XII. – THE CONCLUSION OF THE WHOLE MATTER
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BOY was far too excited to go to sleep, so he lay gazing at the crescent Moon which shone through the window opposite his bed and thought of all the wonderful things which had happened on this most eventful of days. To begin quite at the beginning, he had, in his thoughts, to go right back to yesterday, when he had been sent to bed in the middle of the day, so that he might be rested for his long night journey to Scarborough with his Uncle. Then after having been asleep all the afternoon, he had been awakened in the evening just about the time when he usually went to bed, and, treat of treats, had been allowed to sit up to the table to late dinner with his Aunt and Uncle.
Soon after dinner they had started for their long drive to the Station through the brightly lighted streets which Boy had never before seen at night time, and when at last King’s Cross Station was reached, they had been hurried into a carriage with rugs and pillows and were soon steaming through the suburbs of London.
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“How do you do, sir?” said Boy, holding out his hand politely.
“What’s that to do with you?” exclaimed Mr. Wraxxe-Doll fiercely. “People have been asking me that silly question all the evening. Do you think I’ve got nothing better to do than stand here and answer foolish conundrums like that? I wonder you don’t say it’s a fine evening and have done with it! All the other folks have been saying that too, one after the other, like a lot of brainless lunatics. ‘How do you do? It’s a fine evening!’ Bah! If you haven’t anything better to talk about than that, you had better have stopped away!” And Mr. Waxxe-Doll glared at Boy till he felt quite alarmed.
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